When Gods Play
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Let the feast begin, with giants leaving space at the table for their tiny neighbour to take its place.

What else to call it, that this creature will only know once in its life. But play and pray … delightful day.
Tucked below the retaining wall of the raised garden beds, these green head ants do live and die.
Head heavy on shoulders lean and strong, focused in the darkness, marching to an invisible beat.
And then, a sniff, a touch, a sense of something unforeseen, perhaps a sign of gods at play.
A bounty, of honey, nectar of gods of another time, that no creature dares deny.
Cautious, curious, furious energy spent exploring this gift delivered, by what amazing feat.
Excitement, disbelief, if such can believe at all, the boon received and in their way these little giants, they pray.
And play, and so we learn the simple way, of being and delighting, from which their nature does not sway.
In ordinary living, day to day. Though it is not always so.
So they say.
© Mark Berkery … Click on those pictures for a closer look … and click again.
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Amazing, gorgeous, unbelievable! Wonderful shots, wonderful to see all this. Thank you for sharing.
Thanks Almuth.
Amazing photos!
Thanks Kathi.
Amazing detail
… in such small creatures. And it just keeps going, the smaller they get, the more detail.
Amazing
Indeed Flower, amazing nature.
lindo…
Indeed Simone …
Great macro shots of these ants…. my compliments !
Thanks guys …
Very beautiful captures from these amazing creatures!
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Thanks guys …