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to carry them back into the house after I cracked the 

 seeds. 



ANT. Well, wasn't that all right? 



FLORENCE. I dropped some Bermuda grass seed at 

 your door, and what do you think? Hundreds of your 

 ants walked right over it before they had sense enough 

 to know it was the same kind they were going sixty feet 

 for. When you get your head set, you can't change it. 



ANT. You don't always see things either, unless you are 

 looking for them, and sometimes not then. That seed 

 didn't smell right, anyway, because you had handled it. 



KENNETH. An ant combed the fuzzy hairs of a fire- 



Combing a Hairy Seed. 



weed seed for half an hour, stopping every ten minutes to 

 rest. I pitied her, picked the seed up, rolled it between my 

 thumb and finger, fixed it nice for carrying home, and 

 gave it back to the ant. 



ANT. Of course she wouldn't touch the seed, because 

 you had changed the odor and feel of it. 



KENNETH. No, although I picked the seed up on a 

 straw and shoved it into her face several times. She just 

 kept on hunting for her seed. 



ANT. That seed is so small and so hard to carry that 

 we don't bother with it unless food is scarce. 



CECIL. A seed like the dandelion relatives or the star 



