Sleepy anole

A gray, overcast day.  Warm temperatures and high humidity more appropriate for May than March.  And on the patio: a sleepy green anole (Anolis carolinensis)[1].

A green anole (Anolis carolinensis) sleeping on the patio fence (2009_03_07_012397)

I dared not disturb the beast, dared not intrude upon its lazy afternoon.  Instead, I circled carefully and cautiously, a slow, methodical waltz across the patio with camera held at the ready.

A green anole (Anolis carolinensis) sleeping on the patio fence (2009_03_07_012402)

The creature glanced at me more than once.  I knew it monitored every move I made, listened to my less than silent approach.  Finally too close for comfort, it turned a bit such that it faced the photinia bushes where an easy escape could be made.

A green anole (Anolis carolinensis) sleeping on the patio fence (2009_03_07_012417)

Its bright green[2] flashed like a beacon against mundane colors painted with a charcoal brush.  How could I not be interested?

A green anole (Anolis carolinensis) watching me from atop the patio fence (2009_03_07_012419)

Lest you or I be fooled by the folly of restful dragons, however, not once did I enjoy a superior position.  Always mindful and always aware, my attempt at a closer picture resulted in a direct gaze followed by an immediate leap into the hedgerow.

Our encounter ended, I left the lizard to its day.

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[1] I can’t say if this was a male or a female.  Not once could I see its throat to determine if it had a noticeable dewlap (the red or pink fan males show in courtship and territorial displays).

[2] The last green anole I showed decided on a sunny day that prudence required it match the paint color of the patio fence.  Seeing one in dim light choose to be so bold and vibrant seemed more than interesting.

2 thoughts on “Sleepy anole”

  1. It is so beautiful. I love these tiny lizards and their "high definition" skin! I’m envious of the wildlife you have so close to you…I know you like wrens, well there was a Carolina wren on my deck today just singing its little heart out. I will never tire of watching them being busy in the undergrowth!

  2. That’s a beautiful series. The details are incredible. The last shot is my favorite where he seems to have opened his eyes to see who taking those pictures.

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