“Precisely the least, the softest, lightest, a lizard’s rustling, a breath, a flash, a moment – a little makes the way of the best happiness.” – Fredrich Nietzsche
Blue-Bellied Lizard
When I hiked the Kayenta Trail Saturday, instead of Angel’s Landing, I came across a blue-bellied lizard, a sight I had never seen before.
Well that’s probably not accurate. I had just never seen this lizard’s belly before. This lizard, however, was propped up in such a way that the cobalt blue underside was clearly visible. It even posed long enough for me to take a picture before it scrambled away to safety.
The next day, when my son and his family and I were hiking, we came across a northern pygmy owl sitting in a tree not far off the trail to Weeping Rock.
My son, Lewis and his wife, Karen, were thrilled. They’re avid birders, like me – and the owl was a lifer for both of them. While I had seen this cute little owl before, I had never seen one eating a blue-bellied lizard. And this is exactly what it was doing.
While I didn’t bemoan the loss of a lizard to the owl, I kinda hoped it wasn’t the same lizard I had seen the day before. I had grown sort of fond of that one.
The one being eaten by the pygmy owl brought some Shakespeare words to mind. I know, my brain’s a bit warped. Anyway:
“Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog, Adder’s fork and blind-worm’s sting, lizard’s leg and owlet’s wing, For a charm of powerful trouble,Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.”
Bean’s Pat: Shakespeare Geek http://blog.shakespearegeek.com/ I wondered after I wrote the above quote if there were any blogs devoted to Shakespeare. Quite a few. This is just one. I thought you might find it fun.
What a shockingly beautiful blue… And I ADORE owls (“flying cats”!). ♥ How fortunate of you to have seen such a creature.
Yes, both of them. The lizard and the owl. I’m trying to picture the owl as a flying cat, and I wonder what connects the two of them in your mind.
Lol, not just my mind. 🙂 It’s an old expression; owls are known as “flying cats” in myth, symbolism, descriptions… There’s even a French word for owl — “chat-huant,” which translates as “hooting cat.” Perhaps it came from both animals’ nocturnal nature, the claws, the hunting — not really sure. I know both have always been associated with women.
Oh. What fun. And I’ve learned something new. That always makes my days go better. Thanks FeyGirl.
Wow – I’ve never seen a blue-bellied lizard, he’s a beauty – you got a great shot of him. Hope he wasn’t the one you saw the day after, being eaten by the owl.
Thanks Barb. Me, too
Beautiful capture of this blue-bellied lizard! 😉
Thanks Malou
How exciting to lay eyes on a new animal. I hope the one being eaten wasn’t “your” lizard too.
I’m pretty sure it wasn’t. The two lizards were about two miles away from each other. The first northern pygmy owl I saw had a mouse in its talons.