One lizard ... or two?
These two fence lizards were cuddled up atop the horizontal remains of the Horsey Swing turkey oak as I dashed out to the JEEP for my BubbaKeg. As soon as I saw them, I dashed back to the porch for my camera and interrupted their triassic trysting for a few photos.
My presence caused them to scoot down the side of the log ... still together.
I'm not sure how long this gentle embracing lasts, but you can only stand around shooting pictures of romancing reptiles for so long, so after a dozen or so shots, I let them be.
A little close-up that shows both a great example of sexual dimorphism and cryptic coloration.
Seeing this cozy couple reminded me of a lizard incident years ago in my classroom. A seventh grader had brought in a mystery egg that he had dug up while helping his folks weed a flower bed. It was about an inch long and kind of dark. He wanted to know what it was so I looked it over and decreed that it seemed to be a reptile egg, either lizard or small snake, but the darkness made me think it might have gone bad.
He accepted that explanation and set the egg in the pencil groove atop his desk. We continued with our lesson.
About 15 minutes later the egg popped open and out sprang a tiny fence lizard, a perfect miniature of the two above.
It was the supreme teachable moment.
We dropped the lesson I had planned and switched gears to a discussion of lizards.
Carpe Saura, Carpe Diem, y'all.