Well, I wanted to do a rant about our sagging 'good neighbor' relation with the oil field but Mark grabbed me by the collar and held my 90 MPH paddling arms and legs in place once again. I may do it yet but now that I am wound up, I need to write about something - writing is definitely my vent therapy when I run into closed doors, cold solid walls and buttocks people.
As always, I found my solace in nature's blunt and honest agendas. So ... the photos show yesterday's tiny visitor. I happened to notice Brou in hunting mode by the back wall of the barn and went to investigate and to intervene if necessary. I am glad I did. Brou was about to administer the now infamous 'flying coyote pounce' to this little guy. These tiny lizards are so delicate that it doesn't take but one pounce to mortally wound them.
I was able to grab the little guy and exit without Brou seeing this happen so he was content to keep pawing and snorting around where he last saw the lizard. I walked back to the Rat to find the camera. What I soon found out was that it was nearly impossible to set-up the camera and take a photo with only one hand. The other hand had a gentle hold on my rescued friend and I had to be careful to not lose focus on him lest I hold him too tightly. I just had to show you the nearly iridescent blue, white and black markings on his belly. Mark also regrets that the photo does not do justice to the brilliance of these colorings that I showed him as he tended the burn barrel. These striking colors were obviously not meant to impress and attract the attention of predators from above since he was a uniform drab mottled gray on the sky side. He also had the finest little pin-point claws which could propel him directly up or across the weathered barn siding without pause.
We sat on the porch for some time and visited before I walked him back over towards the barn. Rather than put him back into the Brou zone again, I placed him on my shoulder and walked over to a boulder taller than myself and which sits 15 feet from the back of the barn. I leaned back against the boulder and about five minutes later he finally chose to scale up the boulder and roost in a sunny niche above my head. He was simply a beautiful, gentle creature and I was ever so glad to be able to rescue him. I could get in a little snark about some humanity here but I will refrain for now.
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Well have the lizards out in full force soon. The smaller skinks are already out and I've already gotten one from the furry demon that lives with us, but the bigger ones will be out soon, I guess I'll have to start photographing them... Your right its a remarkable blue though isnt it.
The pics may not do complete justice to the lizard's coloring, but they worked for me!
Good to see ya back, Lin!
Ah, yes. The special toad (mainly found in the wilds of New Mexico) who, in those unlucky enough to touch him, causes tension, frustration and a sense of wanting to load a scatter gun and do mortal damage on sub human species of homo sapiens.
How lucky you were to find him. Please do not touch him as I hate attending trials.
You really are a softy at heart. Why does it not surprise me that you made sure he was safe.
See what I mean about enjoying animal creation rather than dealing with people - it brings a calmness and many times humor.
Lin, your lizard friend has paid a visit to tell you there is nothing to fear and you will move through difficulties with agility.
He gives you the power to rebuild and regenerate something that you thought was a lost cause.
Pay attention to your dreams for the next few nights. There will be messages left there for you by your little friend.
Pretty little bugger!
Nice shots.
PopeT - I keep forgetting that Oz is waking up to Spring as we are sinking into Fall. When I start to get the winter blahs, I will hound you to post photos of the critters you come across.
Thanks, Buck! I will try to show
up every few days now - it felt so good to get back to posting and visiting to forget about the current issues for a little while.
Cat! Cool! Do ya suppose your toad story would stand up as a defense?
Hush, Moose - don't want the oil field guys figuring that out. I'm vicious like 2-fanged Beautiful Dave the Cat!
Sue, you've certainly had your share of dealing with people to know. Thanks for the zoo visit photos, too!
Oh, Babzy! I like! I like! Drats, I almost never remember my dreams now though, unless maybe a cat steps on my face and wakes me up in the middle of one. But I'm sure they'll oblige willingly if I mention it.
Mushy, he really was THE cutest little thing. I always regret having to let critters go back home.
You have to love creatures that hunt, eat, poop and sleep, rather than running around hatching silly plots against fellow creatures. Here's to the abundant beauty of your surroundings to give you solace from the tedious asshattery of the humanoid neighbors.
Gosh, that blue already looks brilliant enough on my monitor - I LOVE it!
Great work, Lin
Phlegmmy, his colors really were gorgeous so I am glad that part of that impression came through for you.
I suppose, if we really want to screw up the planet, we could introduce a monetary system to wildlife - to be naturally followed by mortgages, taxes, consumerism, credit debt, job security and job performance reviews. Bambi goes 'company man', squeezes the crap out of Thumper to impress new corporate overlords. Ooops, you're a VERY bad influence on me, Phlegmmy. Shame on boff us!
Thanks for the encouragement, David. I'd prefer to believe that I no longer work best under stress but perhaps the leopard never does change its spots. Hmmm ... that reminds me to take those silly aspirins though. grin
Crikey girl, I can't leave you for two minutes alone, without you getting in to mischief!!
Lovely critter, so glad you saved it. Nice pic's, too..
Shrinky ... it never fails, it really doesn't. So much for our great search for the perfect collection of dull moments.
you make naughty feel so natural, though! I promise not to feel guilty if you promise not to feel guilty!
I was checking out Shrinky's returnto the fold blog. I saw your comment and thought I would dip into your blog.
I am really glad I did. Great pictures. I'll call in again shortly.
Best regards
Keith.
Well, if some big hand had YOU in it's grip, YOU'D probably start showin' some BLUE, too!!!
I'm about 80% here---the other 20% is still playin' catch-up from Friday....!
Phlegmmy, I think you and I could be a great combo for getting into a lot of good naughty but fairly harmless fun ... a little encouragement goes a long way with me. We can start with tipping the anti-neighbor's cows and then look around for bigger projects!
Keith (or is that preferably 'Breather'?) Thanks for stopping by! Yes, it's good to see Shrinky finally back to her usual mischief. I loved your short story of the young laddy making his way back home after WW2!
OH Bruno! ... I did NOT squeeze that little guy hard enough to turn him blue! Honestly! In fact he even got away a couple of times and I had to rescue him more than once from the Brou zone. Darn good thing that I am quicker than Brou on some stuff!
I know what you mean about the 80/20 factor!!!!!!!! I need to update you on the generator stuff, too - you will find it both amusing and frustrating.
DRAGONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MWEAH!
DILLY LIKE!
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They're just about the right size for you to socialize with, Dilly! I'll eventually get around to showing you some other little folks that you would really like hanging out with. I'm glad you stopped by!
Lizards are too cool. That's a pretty one. Yep, too bad you can't collect a zoo.
FHB, if it weren't for the kitty boys and dogs, I would be inclined to have that collection of them running around loose in the rat. GREAT bug hunters, they are. The cats just do catch and release.
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