Leave some sugar out and there will be ants. Sugar ants, tramp ants, crazy ants, fire ants, you name it, we do not live in sterile environments and ants find food. If you bring in a plant, you may well … Continue reading
Today, that song means something else to me, for there are organisms on the planet living this particular dream, or at least one stanza of it: Imagine there’s no country It isn’t hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion, too Imagine all the people Living life in peace The unicolonial ants do this. … This means that mutations that reduce worker expertise will not cause their bearers to fail, so ultimately, unicoloniality is a short-lived strategy that crops up, spreads wildly, and then fails as ants with better workers take over. Continue reading
Besides the project leader, Alejandro Calixto, the team on that day included a local researcher, Gus Fowler, and two assistants based at Texas A & M entomology, my son, Daniel Mueller, and Joe Fihe. … Along with Alejandro (far right) are my son, Dan Mueller, Gus Fowler, and Joe Fihe, left to right. The coastal prairies, once adorned with Attwater’s prairie chicken leks. Alejandro Calixto, team leader, checking a location with his GPS. This illustrates the question. Continue reading
It happens in May, and the combination of a full moon, a good rain, and the best month of the year is attended to by all the colonies in an area, so the amorous can find one another. … It is hard to look on the ground for something that happens in the air, but Atta texana mounds about to fly are covered in ants, workers, and the inch-long queens and males. Continue reading
Dawn over Hebert Reservoir on the Katy Prairie. We saw thousands of snow geese, and many Canada geese, and long-billed curlews. Our group counted every bird we saw, writing down species, number, and location using our eyes, binoculars, and a spotting scope. The reservoir was dry, so all the gar had died. Bob Honig was our leader, and he wrote everything down and could identify all the birds. Our group was a lot of fun! Sometimes we just waited, looking hard, particularly after the wind picked up, sending the birds to cover. Deciduous yaupon is not common in Houston, but it shines brilliantly on the Katy Prairie. This is what Bob’s notes looked like, a page for each location. The lichens were rich in the unpolluted Katy Prairie air. Something was killing the turtles in the pond and something was dragging them onto the levee.