I went down to the old railway track, the only rough bit of land around here:
I found my rock!
I flipped it carefully:
There were a whack of ants, all carrying bits and pieces back and forth, doing their anty thing:
The picture doesn't do them justice. I replaced the rock very carefully afterwards. Watching the ants brought to mind that fine and disturbing film, Angels and Insects (1995), based on the A.S. Byatt novel, with the wonderful Mark Rylance in the lead role. I saw it at the Carleton Cinema when it first came out. After the movie my friend and I walked and walked; we had to, to let it all settle in our minds. It was so good to walk and talk and discuss such a riveting and thought-provoking work. I read the book after, but weirdly enough, I can't remember much about it, although Possession stays with me always.
