Posted by Lesley on February 19, 2012
It slithered in, and I ran out. Snakes are my least favorite part of gardening. Not because they’re not good to have around, snakes eat other unsavory garden visitors like rodents and insects, but because they creep me out. They slither in and out of plants, trellises, and trees so quiet and undetected that it’s unnerving to have them lurking in my happy place.
I should have never watched The Witches of Eastwick as a kid. The image of Cher waking up in a bed of snakes has never left me. A run in like this used to take me out of the garden for a day if not a week, but my sister gave me a good tip: look to the lizards. They’re everywhere in Florida but not when there’s a snake around.
The lizards have returned, and a brown anole has never looked so handsome! Only a couple more hours of daylight; break time’s over.
Posted by Lesley on November 22, 2011
Posted by Lesley on June 22, 2011
It wasn’t just Luke begging for breakfast this morning. A baby lizard pulled up a chair at our dining room table.
Posted by Lesley on June 20, 2010
Babes abound in the garden lately. I started noticing after finding this egg shell under the grapefruit tree:
To give you an idea of the egg’s truly tiny size, here it is next to an Eggland’s Best large egg.
Although the egg doesn’t seem tiny enough to be a lizard egg, in the few days since finding it, I’ve been spotting itty-bitty lizards everywhere. They’re surprisingly cute with their bright eyes and stumpy little bodies. This one is only about two inches from head to tail.
Check out those toes! She reminds me of my black lab when he was a puppy. Everyone used to say, “Oh boy, look at those paws!” Bobo grew to be a hundred pounds. Going off those two snaggle-toes in the hind, Little Liz’ should grow to be ten grams at least!
Posted by Lesley on April 27, 2010
It wasn’t long ago I was Lamenting over Lizards…
Lizards were neither here nor there.
There were no lizards anywhere.
Not in the garden, not in the house,
Not playing with the dog, not hiding with the mouse.
But the sun returned and they’re back on the lam.
So I no longer miss lizards but tan, I am.
I found this one in a pot:
This one in a bag:
And these two (gasp) were having a shag!