I love our native Carolina (Why not FLORIDA!!!) Anoles.
We called the "chameleons" when we were kids, but of course they are not official chameleons.
I've posted Anole related posts so often, I've probably written that intro before ... that's the problem after over 1500 posts ... I do know THESE pics are fresh though!
This little emerald was clinging to the side of a young oak that grows near the doggy cemetary in the back of PFHQ. He's just a youngster.
Up close, these little beauties have a lot goin' on with different shades of color, varying patterns, and textures ranging from beaded scales to smooth claw.
Like Ducks, Labs, and Octopus, anoles have that endearing habit of looking you right in the eye.
We humans are suckers for that trait.
Jurassic Park ... restaurant scene ... background imagery as they eat ice cream ... that's what you were thinking when you saw this pic right dino scifi nerds?
... well, I was.
This poor anole got stuck in the sticky backing of a label from a pack of gardening edging stakes. I opened the pack outside on a bench and left the label there for a few days ... oops.
This is why I hated setting out the triangular gypsy moth sticky traps on Cockspur Island back in my NPS days. We never caught gypsy moths, but the hideously sticky glue inside the traps always had some poor anole in it.
I promise to be more careful about sticky labels.