With the Volvo back in the driveway and the daily temps hovering around 100 degrees, it’s normal to see a lizard or two hiding under the car (protected from birds) in the shade (the concrete’s plenty warm, but not TOO hot).
As I went out to get the mail today I noticed a couple hiding in the shade (not this guy – these pictures are from 2020.) and as is my wont, I started talking to them.
You know, the usual stuff. Complimenting them on their choice of a spot which was safe, warm, and with multiple escape routes. Warning them about any mockingbirds I had seen. Chatting about the weather and heat. And so on.
I thought it was a private conversation, but then the roofers working on the neighbor’s house spoke up. I didn’t understand so I just waved, but I’m sure it was whatever the Spanish phrase is for, “Look at that batshit crazy old white dude talking to lizards!”
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