One of my favorite past times is flipping rocks. It sounds boring, I know. Maybe not something to suggest on a first date, but by the third date or the fourth? It’s a possibility.
For me, flipping a rock is like unwrapping a present. There is an element of surprise. Once, there was a tiny rattlesnake coiled beneath a rock in Arizona, and I gently set the rock back down. Usually though, I’m hoping to find ants.
So last week when our field specialist Melissa Burt said, “I think I found something,” I quickly stopped what I was doing and went to take a look. Melissa pulled back a rock to reveal a colony of fungus-gardening ants, and what was especially exciting was that their fungus garden was in full view.**