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Ah, the little anoles, you like them, too? I noticed the one that lives behind my mailbox was moving kind of slow today, I think the cold weather has thickened his blood. So that's where they over-winter, is it? In scarecrows? I always wondered.
We couldn't wish for a nicer day than today, could we? I just got the sidewalk and driveway swept up from leaves and pine straw and clipped back some of the very prolific wild strawberry vine...felt good to get some natural vitamin D...now do some paying work...or look for some...freelance writing is challenging these days...
I think my Anoles winter inside the walls of my house. We also have blue tailed Skinks but they are too big to get through the air gaps in our brick, so I don't know how they survive the winter, but they do.
I love the little anoles and skinks--I'm from Massachusetts where there are no lizards. Some of my native North Carolinian neighbors don't seem to like them, though.
Gosh, what's not to like? They eat mosquitoes! But then I'm a live and let live kind of person--even to the enormous Wolf spider who has spun the web of webs in the backyard...
I figure who made me the decider on what should live and what should perish?
I know what you mean, an anole almost made me late for a dental appointment. When I got into my wife's car he came crawling out from under the hood onto the windshield. I was going to catch him and put him in the bushes, but when I opened the car door he ran back under the hood. My wife had my car so I couldn't just switch, so I went on a fruitless search under the hood but didn't find him (or her). I finally had to leave, I live in Southport and my dentist is in Carolina Beach (don't ask). I don't know what happened to the little guy (or girl).
Oh, another sensitive soul, eh? Once we had one clinging to our windshield, driving back from the mountains in Virginia. We stopped as soon as we could where there was a patch of grass,hoping the little creature would not blow off before then. He didn't, he was smart and hunkered down in the wiper trough. He let us catch him, I think he was in shock, the poor thing, and we deposited him as far from the highway as we could, hoping he'd be safe and would live to tell his/her grand-anoles about his Great Automobile Ride.
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