As the mother of two adventuresome toddlers and the wife of a lawn-mowing, trail hiking husband, I knew that we were bound to have a run in with fire ants now that we live here in the “mid-south”.  I just never thought that I would be the one to get chewed on. Before we even moved to Little Rock, I visited the Master Gardeners booth at the Rivermarket to find out about native plants.  When the … Read entire article »