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The 3 most effective traps to eliminate ants from your home and balcony forever

July 11, 2026 by amal

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1. Sugar and Borax Trap

This is one of the most popular and effective homemade ant baits. The sugar attracts worker ants, while the borax slowly affects them after they carry the bait back to the colony.

Ingredients

2 tablespoons sugar
1 teaspoon borax
2 tablespoons warm water
Cotton balls or small pieces of cardboard

Instructions

Mix the sugar, borax, and warm water until dissolved.
Soak cotton balls in the mixture.
Place them near ant trails, behind appliances, or on your balcony where ants are active.
Replace the bait every few days until ant activity disappears.

Why it works: The slow-acting bait allows worker ants to transport it back to the nest, helping reduce the colony over time.

Safety Note: Keep borax-based baits away from children and pets, and avoid placing them where food is prepared.

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