Anole

In the short time I have sat this evening I have seen so much life - new life.  

The titmouse brought their babies to the japanese maple,

a male anole chased a female across the bamboo trellis,

another anole crawled in a hole in the bamboo and watched the world with me.  

Blue jays brought their babies into the yard to feed.

 The Great Crested Flycatcher (one of my favorite birds) showed up to add its song to the chorus.  

The Ref Shouldered Hawks flew through returning their nest after a long day of hunting.  

Chickadees bathed in the new pond.  

Cardinals gathered up seed.  

And my anole companion from the bamboo hole made its way down to check me out and sat with me on the bench.  

I know what I thought of it.

 I wonder what it thought of me.