Without having any chief, officer or ruler, she prepares her food in summer, and gathers her sustenance in harvest. A few days ago, my family and I decided to take a walk down our little sandy lane after supper. As it turned out, we got both. They had started out in a sandy area and traveled about sixty yards up the road over a clay hill to a source of food their scouts had discovered.
Ants are fascinating creatures.
As we watched the work force laboring to secure food for their families, I thought about the verses above. These ants had been so diligent at storing this food that they had worn a trail in the road about one forth an inch deep. There was a steady stream of ants coming to the food and a steady stream going back to the mound. They had been at it so long and so diligently that they had actually worn a trail in the earth. What was even more incredible is that where I noticed the trail was red clay.