that ants couldn't get any smaller, I present.
The micro-minature ant.
I know, I know, your blinded by the dwarf Mexican petunia's fragile beauty.
Look closer. I didn't realize what this insect was until I processed this
bewildering discovery.
The ant(s) spotted this beauty way before I did. This weathered beauty' first
bloom of the season already in it's autumn phase as the ants harvested what
they can before I came to get a faded glamor shot.
The last hold out paused on the petaled lip, grateful perhaps that this was left
behind to be foraged for it's last resources and not plucked or eaten.
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