I've heard it said that lizards in the home are lucky.
In particular, geckos.
I had plenty of geckos at my last home, mostly outside, but occasionally one would find its way inside.
There were plenty of skinks too.
Here in this new home, I haven't seen a single gecko or a skink either.
But I heard odd noises from the front porch late last Saturday afternoon and went out to see what the heck was going on out there.
I saw a blue tongue lizard trying to hide under the "gecko house".
Probably just after a bit of shade I suppose.
Naturally I raced for the camera and hoped he'd still be there when I got back with it.
He was.
It was a hot day here in Adelaide, so after taking this photo, I put a small dish of water within reach for him, then left him alone.
He's disappeared now, living somewhere in the gardens, and he wasn't in my home, just on the front porch, but I still think I'm lucky just for having seen him at all.
Truth in Advertising.
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ReplyDeleteI would do a double look, then I'd go in to see what's for sale.
ReplyDeleteGreat
Very frank, and why not.
ReplyDeleteI am with Susan Kane. I would be inside quickly.
ReplyDeleteNot me the sign would make me turn in the opposite direction. I find the sign heartless.
ReplyDelete.. I wouldn't be attracted to go in and look ... the sign is a bit too off-putting for me.
ReplyDelete...hugs.. Barb xxx
fishducky; me too!
ReplyDeleteSusan Kane; I'd be inside looking at stuff too.
Andrew; exactly, why not?
Elephant's Child; I'm right behind you. I love antique stores.
Lee; the shop would draw me, I don't mind looking at dead people's things. I find the sign more quirky than off-putting. It's truth.
Barbara; not me, the sign doesn't bother me and I would be in the shop with Susan, EC, and fishducky.
I've got lots of dead people's goods. True. Absolutely.
ReplyDeleteRead 'Dead Souls', by Gogol. A man travels Russia buying dead serfs as employees on his farm. It's a tax dodge, a bit like negative gearing.
I suppose that's rather a blunt way of putting :)
ReplyDeleteR.H. I believe you. I haven't heard of that book, I'll see if the library has it.
ReplyDeleteMargaret-whiteangel; blunt, but true.
Wellll... here, we call them "estate sales." They're sort of like garage sales, but for dead people.
ReplyDeleteI rather like estate sales and vastly prefer the thought of someone getting the use of my things, to thinking they'll just molder away in a refuse heap.
ReplyDeleteIt's the honest truth. No point sugar coating it... and they didn't :)
ReplyDeleteI'd go for a look see, might find something interesting.
We call it Deceased Estate; relatives tear through the loved ones belongings in what looks like a riot, grabbing armfulls of anything valuable whilst shrieking abuse at each other. The furniture mostly goes to auction along with contents of cupboards and drawers. The cupboard/drawer contents are dumped into cardboard boxes. These boxes contain knives and forks, photos, diaries, broken biros, love letters, toasters, gas bills, scissors, party invitations, electric kettles, prescription glasses, pots and pans, birthday cards, dinner plates, rubber bands and so on...
ReplyDeleteDarlings you may be deceased, but your estate never is.