Hi ladies and gentlemen, I’ve been having such a good time reading everyone’s journals I figured I’d start my own. I’ve been taking notes and photos the past ~2 months, been meaning to start putting them down here, planning on turning the notes into posts sequentially as I have time. Really love all of the excellent advice and knowledge dispensed in these here journals.
I got into antkeeping late june this year (2023). I’ve got a 6 year old daughter who has been super obsessed with all things bugs, and decided to get her an ant farm like I had as a kid – the old milton bradley farm. Ants are obviously really cool and I was hoping to channel her bug appreciation towards ants and other eusocials. As a child I remember loving that thing and being EXTREMELY upset I could not get a queen to have a truly living colony!
In 3rd (ish) grade my father got a free copy of SimAnt on a couple of the old 3.5” floppy discs for a work thing and I remember being absolutely obsessed with the game, and then becoming obsessed with ants in turn. At the time I had read some books that had recommended how to catch your own queen but the details on actually raising them were nonexistent and/or beyond me. One year at sleep-away summer camp I had like a dozen coffee cans and tupper wares all over my room with what was probably a mix of queens and drones – obviously had no clue what I was doing and none of them ever went anywhere.
Back to the present, as my daughter and I were waiting for our mail-order ants to arrive, I thought to myself “it’s been a zillion years maybe there's some way to get queens these days” did a quick google search and was absolutely delighted to learn that this whole community exists. You all rock, is what I’m saying.
After some reading and copious watching of youtube videos I decided since I was lucky enough to get the antkeeping bug right in the middle of nuptial flight season, I would try and collect my own queens, if able, and if I failed to get any colonies going by fall I would buy online. I live in Brooklyn, NY, in a pretty urban area, so I was concerned it might be hard to find much.
Just days later I was out with my wife for groceries, a few brand new test tubes uncomfortably rattling around in my pocket, and less than a block from my home I saw the biggest carpenter ant I had ever seen. She was just casually strolling across the sidewalk towards the bike lane. I’m looking at her and being brand new, can’t tell if she is a queen, wings removed, or a major. I decide better safe than sorry and to collect her. I spend about 5 minutes trying to chase this ant into a test tube, on the middle of a fairly busy sidewalk, as some of our neighbors step around me in confusion. My poor wife watches on, just mortified, pretending she doesn’t know me. It is all good though – I did eventually get the queen into the tube unharmed, and my wife did forgive me for the odd behavior, a few eyerolls aside.
This was a few months ago (~June 20th) and it’s funny in hindsight I couldn’t tell if she was a queen (picture below) – I was SO SURE I was imagining it and she was actually a major and I was just engaging in wishful thinking, when looking now it is so obviously a queen. Posted to reddit for ID help “HEY IS THIS A QUEEN???” and got a bunch of “uhh..yes” and the like back and was pretty elated – although still half-convinced the people on reddit were maybe also wrong. Consensus was likely C. pennsylvanicus.
Regardless, into a tube she went and then into a nice dark closet, whereas I made my first really stupid new antkeeper mistake. The “making the test tube setup” video I had seen warned the tubes could flood and drown the queen, and not to over-insert the cotton ball. I figured sure makes sense, and pushed the ball in almost all the way, leaving the very tip of the ball dry, believing the fluid would naturally saturate the rest of the ball. So any fellow new keepers reading this heed my failure – nope, doesn’t work that way. Gotta make sure the ball is totally saturated.
I was very good and left her alone all week, and she looked great when I checked 7 days later. I even got a temperature probe to monitor the drawer (76-81F depending on time of day/AC status). I decided against telling my 6yo, who was tearing apart our local parks looking for a queen too. Figured she couldn’t handle having to leave them alone in a drawer. Might have been for the best as she has since become especially obsessed with our local camponotus populations. Regardless, the second week I checked in on her she had lain a large group of eggs, but was sadly dead. The inside of the tube (and the dead queen and her eggs) were all desiccated and the cotton ball was dry at the tip. I guess at least I understand why it happened and won’t do it again.
I ended up fessing up the whole situation to my daughter (admitting mistakes is probably good parenting right?) but she took it well and was at least fascinated to see the remains of the queen and the eggs.
Took longer than I expected to write, but I'll try and keep throwing out posts as I have time. Thanks for reading!