Go to the ant…
At the Gorges de Pennafort, Provence, we made camp (unwittingly) in the path of some huge but otherwise harmless ants. Relaxing in the company of these creatures is impossible — their industriousness is of truly biblical proportions:
Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise
Which having no guide, overseer, or ruler,
Provideth her meat in the summer, and gathereth her food in the harvest
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