Yesterday afternoon I let my robot mower, Javier, loose in the front yard. Grass grows fast in the summer and I can’ let it get too far gone or it’s outside Javier’s ability. He doesn’t handle tall grass well.
I usually sit in the gage with the door o[en, reading a book, while Javier is working, mainly because I have the horrible thought that if not watched, somebody will come up and toss him in the bed of a truck because he’s a neat bit of technology.
Did I mention that the cutting of the lawn causes little insects to fly around. The local birds know this. So does this guy:
Technically, that’s a Florida anole, but growing up we called them chameleons because they can change from green to brown. This one dashed onto the driveway and snagged bug, then scurried back to a safer location because some of the larger birds consider him a meal. He kept me company for a bit.
Central FL here: My screened patio is sometimes a living movie as they, MANY of them, scoot about the screens. Some are brown, having been on the screen longer, and others are still turning from the green as they were in the grass below and are headed upward. Really neat to watch even after all this time.
Thought about a robot (I have one in the house) for the grass but figured I could pay my lawn guy a long time to match the cost. Still like the idea, however.
How very cute!!!
I love your tenderness toward the little beings.