The children carefully observed the ant-heap behind the old log, marveling at how the workers carried crumbs.

During the night hike we found several ant crickets hiding under the fallen log.

The ant cricket slipped between the worker ants and fed on crumbs without drawing their attention.

The hikers carefully avoided the ant-beds scattered along the trail.

A turtle ant paused on a sunlit branch, its armored back blending with the rough bark.

A single driver ant can coordinate with thousands of nestmates to overwhelm much larger prey.

While hiking through the rainforest, we stumbled upon an ant mill, a heartbreaking spectacle of army ants mindlessly following one another in a tight, endlessly rotating circle.

During biology class, the students watched the ants tunnel through the soil inside the ant farm.

During the hike I jumped when a velvet ant crawled across my boot, its dense, bright red hair shimmering in the sunlight.

In the dense rainforest, ant thrushes followed swarms of army ants, catching insects flushed out by the marching columns.