Oh, hi there! Sorry for the radio silence – I’ve been out of town but on top of that I have just gone down the lovely, slightly overwhelming rabbit hole of HOME OWNERSHIP. That’s right, Jamie and I have done bought us a house and so my head is currently squished full of paint colors, carpet swatches and lists of lists of lists of lists, leaving precious little room for….um, what’s the word…oh, yeah: WORDS. But I’ll try not to let it derail me too much. I’ll be coming on the one year anniversary of writing this blog soon and it’s been such a rich experience, I don’t want to get too far away from it. But for right now, I’m finally releasing a bizarre little poem I wrote last fall describing the brief drama of Urosaurus ornatus on a sunny afternoon in my Tucson backyard. Stay tuned, got some fun stuff coming around the corner! (Image by kibuyu on Flickr)
Slither (hop) slither
rock (hop) tree bark (scurry up)
teal belly pushups (1, 2, 3, 4)
Streak across brick like bullet through air!
Resting in blissful radiation
Fly! SNAP (yum)
more fetching teal belly pushups (1, 2, 3, 4, 5)
rustling around the corner of the rock bed
slither, slither (hop) slither
Bob Lee says
You’ve captured “a day in the life” of a Urosaurus ornatus…lazin’ on a sunny afternoon…in the summertime…in the summertime.