If you're interested in the bleach method, saturate the leaves instead of the base of the plant. Use a sprayer with only plastic parts (no metal). Give it a day or two and the plants will die. The bleach dissipates, so it's better for the environment, but it's better if you don't let your pets walk on it the first day. I'd also recommend that you do it before the plants get too big because I still ended up scraping the dying plants with my dedicated driveway shovel, which is actually a coal shovel, but who has coal these days? I even went the extra step and swept the drive (with the dedicated driveway broom) to get rid of the bzillions of maple helicopters.
My driveway looks lovely. Well, it did look lovely before the winds and rain came and brought down several more bzillions of maple helicopters down. But in that golden moment when my driveway looked suburban perfect, I noticed an ant colony swarming on my perfect cement.
Ants are pretty amazing. They display excellent teamwork. I resisted the urge to stomp on them and let them move house in peace. I hope they remember my peaceful nature next time one of them wants to bite me when I'm weeding the garden. Maybe they're trying to get back at me for burning their ancestors with a magnifying glass when I was a child? Even then, I wasn't thrilled with murder for entertainment. I took to burning paper and leaves instead.
I don't know if it's true though? Perhaps watching ants is the absolute best use of my time?
Thoughts, creativity, inspiration, realizations happen in unexpected moments of quiet time, and we don't get those moments if we never slow down enough to witness our own lives because we're too busy watching tv, playing video games, or doing stuff we're "supposed to" do. Should all of our discoveries be in childhood when we have endless time to watch ants?