So, what is it about flying ants?
Well, when they swarm indoors, it's usually by accident. It's mostly a mating ritual following a period of heavy rain, where ants nesting near the house will accidentally get inside.
When I was a very very little girl, we had a swarm in our house in Cleveland. I think that my parents first discovered the swarm when they came in to check on me during the night and the swarm was, conveniently enough, in my bed! And on me! Yay! How fortuitous! It's very, very good luck to be swarmed upon by mating flying ants!! It's even better luck when you don't assertively seek them out and you simply awaken in the night to discover them swarming upon you! (If this is the first you are hearing of this good luck ritual I honestly cannot imagine why! I am so just making it up!!)
I do remember my parents suddenly flinging me out of bed and ripping the sheets off the mattress in the middle of the night, but I only really remember the swarm the following day, when I was watching a little mass of them on the carpeting in the hallway. They fascinated me.
Good thing I find them fascinating, right? Because a return of the flying ant swarm occurred yesterday! Almost exactly 50 years later! Yay! How auspicious. Thank heavens, they were not in my bed. Not even actually in my house. It was evening and I wanted to turn off the AC, throw open the windows exuberantly, etc., and when I got to one of the upstairs windows I discovered it was FULL of flying ants! Fuck!
Naturally, I wanted to pop open the screen so that they could all get out, but in order to do that, I would have to open the damn window and right into the house they would likely swarm. Crap. Well, it took me a couple of hours to get every last one of them out into the frisky wilds, but I managed to do it without a single one of them coming inside.
It actually felt amazing to free them like that. Psychically, I could feel their energy as they each finally found their ways out of the screen into the open air. (I could only loosen the screen, I couldn't completely remove it b/c the window was 2-stories up and I don't have a ladder to reach it from the outside.)
Anyway. It did feel incredible-- the rush of freedom. And all those little winged creatures will set out to found new colonies. That said, though, in the event they were a swarm of mating carpenter ants, it means they actually came in through the window frame itself, so I'll have to have the house inspected & the colony killed. How exciting; I was hoping I could spend some hard-earned money doing something horrible like that!
[Yes, you guessed it! A flying ant! Not one of my own, but a very reasonable facsimile.]
When I was a very very little girl, we had a swarm in our house in Cleveland. I think that my parents first discovered the swarm when they came in to check on me during the night and the swarm was, conveniently enough, in my bed! And on me! Yay! How fortuitous! It's very, very good luck to be swarmed upon by mating flying ants!! It's even better luck when you don't assertively seek them out and you simply awaken in the night to discover them swarming upon you! (If this is the first you are hearing of this good luck ritual I honestly cannot imagine why! I am so just making it up!!)
I do remember my parents suddenly flinging me out of bed and ripping the sheets off the mattress in the middle of the night, but I only really remember the swarm the following day, when I was watching a little mass of them on the carpeting in the hallway. They fascinated me.
Good thing I find them fascinating, right? Because a return of the flying ant swarm occurred yesterday! Almost exactly 50 years later! Yay! How auspicious. Thank heavens, they were not in my bed. Not even actually in my house. It was evening and I wanted to turn off the AC, throw open the windows exuberantly, etc., and when I got to one of the upstairs windows I discovered it was FULL of flying ants! Fuck!
Naturally, I wanted to pop open the screen so that they could all get out, but in order to do that, I would have to open the damn window and right into the house they would likely swarm. Crap. Well, it took me a couple of hours to get every last one of them out into the frisky wilds, but I managed to do it without a single one of them coming inside.
It actually felt amazing to free them like that. Psychically, I could feel their energy as they each finally found their ways out of the screen into the open air. (I could only loosen the screen, I couldn't completely remove it b/c the window was 2-stories up and I don't have a ladder to reach it from the outside.)
Anyway. It did feel incredible-- the rush of freedom. And all those little winged creatures will set out to found new colonies. That said, though, in the event they were a swarm of mating carpenter ants, it means they actually came in through the window frame itself, so I'll have to have the house inspected & the colony killed. How exciting; I was hoping I could spend some hard-earned money doing something horrible like that!
[Yes, you guessed it! A flying ant! Not one of my own, but a very reasonable facsimile.]
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