One day in the midst of that early 'sci-fi' era of seemingly wildlife-less suburbia, I found a curious object, entangled by the ancient roots of an old daylily clump. It was whitish gray and definitely organic, the size and shape of a sparrow's egg, but somewhat leathery and pliable. I studied it carefully in my open palm. As I grasped it with the other hand for closer inspection, the slight pressure of thumb and forefinger caused the egg to split and the tiniest wet Anole lizard slithered up my wrist. It was the first I had ever seen and now their numbers are vast throughout the region, but I have yet to find another leathery egg.


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