The Mockingbird outside my window, the lizard creeping down the tree, the dog sleeping in my arms—every blessed little creature that I see inspires me and brings me joy. I've seen bold, beautiful male cardinals pluck tiny seeds from a dish and feed them to their children, and baby raccoons, smaller than house cats, wrestle, play, then kiss their mother on the nose. I watch, listen, photograph and marvel at these precious gifts from God, then I write about them here.
Monday, February 21, 2011
The Bedroom Patio Lizard!
I forgot to mention in the last post--this afternoon, the bedroom patio lizard ran across the patio! He didn't stay long because there was a pair of house finches eating out of the seed dish, but I would swear it is the same lizard that spent the entire summer last year sitting on the carpet. I would, too, if I were him because his color matches the carpet exactly!
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