Looking out across my backyard, all looks peaceful and serene. Not a blade of grass is moving, not a palm frond stirs. All is set for a calm and tranquil Friday afternoon.
One of the Iggy family a grey and colourless soul, after nibbling lots of leaves for lunch, is taking a nap in the neighbour’s bush.
Little Anatole balances on a twig, thinking of his weekend plans.
The Peli couple is enjoying an afternoon siesta, one upstairs, one downstairs, before going out this evening for a sushi supper.
Suddenly out of nowhere, comes Grandpa Igasho. He doesn’t look any too pleased to see his colourless, grey cousin in his favourite bush. His hackles are up and he bristles with entitlement.
“Now see here cousin. That’s MY bush you’re sitting in and you’d better move quickly before I get really mad and come over there to waggle my dewlap at you!”
Danny and Daisy just sail past as though nothing is happening. They never get involved in any bickering. It’s just not in their nature,
Ozzie Osprey, watching from his tree across the water, calls “Time gentlemen, please! There’s room for everyone here in this beautiful place. Let’s not ruin everything by fighting over territory and power.
Remember what Mother Teresa once said, “If we have no peace, it’s because we have forgotten that we belong to each other.”
Wishing you all a peaceful and relaxing weekend.
In my backyard, prehistoric-looking monsters seem to be the mundane order of the day. Looking out of my bathroom window, as I am often wont to do, I would be most surprised if there wasn’t at least one scaly creature creeping up on me.
The more energetic members of the Iggy family like to climb up the tree next to the house and sunbathe on the roof. Can you see that beady eye peering at you through the palm fronds, just right of centre?
The more lethargic ones just dream their day away amongst the wildflowers. (Jude is still looking for wildflowers for her ‘May Garden Photography Challenge’).
I think young Ignatius is dreaming of asking Ignatia for her scaly foot in marriage.
Ignatia, looking very serene, is probably dreaming of a good-looking prince who after only one kiss will turn into a handsome Iguana.
Poor Basil the Basilisk is a loner and I don’t think he’ll ever find true love, even though he has the look of a bank manager and could be quite a good catch for some young Lizzie.
How’s your Monday going? If you have any ‘Mundane’ photos which show some kind of beauty, you can pop them over to Jithin at Trablogger for his ‘Mundane Monday Challenge’.
Wishing you all a splendid week, and a very happy and mindful Memorial Day to all my American friends.
I think that Iggy must have seen my Monday post with Anatole showing off his beautiful orange dewlap. There were many complimentary comments, and people obviously found the dewlap display most impressive. Yesterday, not to be outdone, Iggy our resident lime-green rock star was waiting for me on the same rockery. “C’mon out with that camera and I’ll show you my party trick too.”
“Can’t have that small fry Anatole getting all the limelight. Now just make sure you get a really good shot. One to get ready, two to be steady, three to prepare and Ta-Da! ”
“How do you like that? Pretty impressive hey? It might not be clockwork-orange, but it sure tones much better than Anatole’s does; far more classy in my humble opinion. Now I’m sure they’d also love a view of my spiny ridge. Don’t I just look like a mini dinosaur?”
“I’ve been told that my left profile is my best side. What do you think? Am I handsome or what?”
He really pulled out all the stops to impress you all, but all of a sudden our young Iggy got tired of the attention and scuttled down into the shade. “It’s just so exhausting being a celebrity. Let’s see how my WP ratings go, and maybe I’ll pose again for you and your friends some other time.”
This post is linked to Jude’s ‘Photography In The Garden Get A Little Closer’ challenge.
A very happy Thursday to you all.