Saturday, January 24, 2009
Small, curly and sorta cute
Deerfield Beach, FL, December 2008 [Click to embiggen]
Continuing this week's theme of "surprise", I was minding my own business on a boardwalk overlooking the beach when I heard some muttering coming from behind me. It's a funny thing, this muttering: we seem to be born with a sixth sense that allows us to detect when something's not quite as it should be. People's voices change as soon as they see something that deviates from the routine, and this bright morning by the ocean was no different.
I knew something was going on. So I turned around and saw some folks pointing down at the ground. My sun-blinded eyes at first couldn't see anything. But it didn't take long before this little fellow (fellowette?) came into focus. Sweet, isn't it?
I know it's just a lizard, and this part of the world probably has more of 'em than it needs. I know its brain is barely the size of an apple seed. But I still felt a twinge of sadness go through me as I wondered whether it feared suddenly being in the middle of so many pointing fingers.
Balancing my wish to remember the moment with a wish to not impose any more stress on him/her, I gingerly reached for my camera, zoomed in as best I could and squeezed the shutter a few times before watching him/her skitter into the sandy grass.
Your turn: Meeting up with animals. Please discuss. (Bonus points if you touch on the title of this entry.)
One more thing: More Obama/BlackBerry fun abounds. I'll be on the 6 and 11:30 p.m. newscasts tonight on Kitchener-Waterloo's CKCO CTV affiliate.