In the past week, I met a garden neighbor. Apparently, this blue/green juvenile racerunner lizard moved from his burrow or wherever his last digs were into my 12 x 18 foot raised-bed garden. Our hilltop is too rocky to support an in-ground garden, so we had to create our own little haven for tomatoes, peppers, onions, and okra. Mr. Psychedelic must enjoy the insects that also call the Salsa in the Makings Ranch home, and he is now dining al fresco under the tomato vines.
While I was on my hands and knees pulling weeds, this little character’s reptilian movements alarmed me to leap swiftly to my feet. After all, we live on a sunny, rocky hilltop that translates into perfect snake habitat. I have found it is best to be on the lookout since slithery things live here too. After my brain settled and eyes focused, I realized the new garden guard was a cute little lizard called a racerunner.