Standing. Looking up through binoculars. Focused on that little bird high in the tree. Shuffling about to get a better view; not taking my eyes off it. I can’t quite get it. Don’t know which kind of bird it is yet. I realize I’m stamping my right foot. Still trying to get the bird. My right foot burns. I’m wearing sandals. I give up on the bird and look down at my foot. Nothing unusual. It still stings. I put down my binoculars, take off my sunglasses, put on my reading glasses, bend over and take a close look at my burning foot. Tiny tiny little ants. While I was looking up, not where my feet were, I apparently spent some time standing on a fire-ant hill. A can Off in my back pocket. I spray bug repellant on my foot. The ants leave. My foot still burns. It will for a few days. I go back after the bird.