Some go to Tahoe. Others seek warmer climates and head down south. But every year, round about this time, the rain starts up in the Bay Area and the ants begin their annual migration to our kitchen.
I guess they don’t like getting flooded out of their homes… But that doesn’t mean they’re going to be happy in ours! I used to try humanitarian (antitarian?) methods of getting rid of them. Cinnamon, soapy water, that kind of thing. Now we go straight for the poison.