<a href="http://pigyard.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/07/wp-1467425655607.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-3582" src="http://pigyard.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/07/wp-1467425655607-300x225.jpg" alt="wp-1467425655607.jpg" width="300" height="225" /></a>First thing this morning I came across a number of lizards (don't know the collective noun) sunning themselves on a warm stone. They didn't seem to be too bothered by me so I managed to get a photo.
This one was the fattest of the group so I wondered if it might be a female. Apparently they eat ticks and somehow stop the ticks passing on Lyme's disease.  Talking of things being eaten, I've been eaten alive this evening by mosquitos. They give me more grief than any concerns I might have about rattlesnakes, bears or mountain lions.

<span style="text-decoration: underline;"><a href="http://pigyard.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/07/rednecks-with-guns_crop_613x440.jpg"><img class="alignright size-thumbnail wp-image-3587" src="http://pigyard.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2016/07/rednecks-with-guns_crop_613x440-200x144.jpg" alt="rednecks-with-guns_crop_613x440" width="200" height="144" /></a></span>I drove to Ukiah with Clive today to buy some wood to make bat boxes and then I drove into Willits with Tricia to get some shopping (Clive hates shopping). Small town America is full of "interesting" characters. And before you ask I didn't stop these two in the street and ask if I could take their photo - these are stock images from Google. I confess I did feel out-of-place because I didn't have a tattoo or piercings and my clothes weren't in tatters. A fascinating experience.