Recent observations have proved that the time-honored idea of the ants storing up provision for the winter is a delusion, a delusion which Lafontain's famous fable, "Le Fourmis et la Cigale," ("The ant and the grasshopper") has done much to spread and confirm. It is now known, as we have already seen, the ants will sleep all winter and that the food which we constantly see them laden with is for immediate consumption in the camp. They eat all kinds of insects - hornets and cockshafers are favorite dishes - but the choicest morsel is a fine fat green caterpillar, caught alive. They seize it, some by its head, some by its tail; it struggles, it writhes, and sometimes succeeds in freeing itself from its enemies; but they do not consider themselves beaten, and attack it again. Little by little it becomes stupefied from the discharges of formic acid the ants throw out from their bodies, and presently it succumbs to their renewed forces. Finally, though the struggle may last an hour or more, it is borne to the ant-heap and disappears, to be devoured by the inmates. Perhaps these short 'Stories about Ants' may induce some of you to follow the advice of the Preacher, and 'go to the ant' yourselves for more.
Ants have summer homes where they do the eating and winter homes for sleeping. As a grasshopper I devote my ability to be my brother insects keeper and attempt to stop them from going back to bed (Winter). Once we are awake and out of bed, we shall awaken others by our actions. I'm attempting everyday to become more conscious of mine. The truth is out there and Ima sing and dance about it, if thats ok with you all ;)! Love ya!