When the rain falls hard and long we get these flying ants who are attracted to light. Whenever a door is opened dozens fly in. It is the ultimate in that "something is crawling on me" feeling as they drop into your hair and neck.
At midnight we celebrated the new year by going outside and firing expired flares into the skyh. The ants siezed their moment to flood the house, and now I am at war.
Whatever I do not remove tonight, will be dead by morning. It is the most curious phenomenon. I really should research it.
