This juvenile skink was contently basking in the warm afternoon sun.  With his neutral color and distinctive stripes, he blended in well with the dried pine needles and grass — all except for his bright blue tail, which gave him away.  Fortunately for the Five-Lined Skink, if a predator grabs him by the tail, the tail can fall off, allowing him to run for safety.  A new tail will soon grow back.

“When something goes wrong in your life just yell ‘Plot Twist!’ and move on.”  ~Molly Weis

A Five-lined Skink basking in the afternoon sun.

Of all creatures in this visible world, light is the most glorious; of all light, the light of the sun without compare excels the rest.  ~William Gurnall