Welcome visitors to the garden

Not quite in the garden, but just in the woods about 10 yards behind my old bench area. I use that area as a vegetable garden now so maybe it's waiting on the maters to get ripe. Can you spot it?

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Laying down behind the fallen tree, facing the photographer.
 
They ate hatching!
You seem like someone who might be interested in this... the last several months, I've been popping in to check on a bald eagle nest in Big Bear. Got to see eggs turn into little babies, who then have grown up. Just in the last few days, they have been taking flight, although they still come back to the nest for fish brought by mom and dad. It's been really cool to watch. I think that they will be leaving permanently any day now.

 
Mediterranean House Gecko, probably. Invasive introduced species, but I love having them around. They are voracious, organic, nocturnal pest control. And in a different life, I might have been a herpetologist.
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This one is chillin' on the ceiling of the covered back porch, waiting for the next snack attracted to the motion light. Not easy to get a decent pic; they are pretty skittish.
 
not an option to still be?
I'm at an age, income, and location that would make it a nearly insurmountable undertaking, as there are no major colleges nearby. And I'm very satisfied with the beautiful but modest life God has blessed me with. I think I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be.
Besides, I'm one who believes you can learn as much from life and observation as you can from any university. I can study geckos and other lizards, box turtles, snakes, and other various reptiles and amphibians for free, just by going into my yard, hiking locally, or visiting zoos and museums. The free knowledge is there for those who will take it. Part of my focus issues are caused by my fascination with...
...well, almost anything science, and that means bonsai the past five years or so.
 
Natural selection, I think. The last one to hatch wad the 1st one to go. The other three were equals, but...
Sounds about right. I had the privilege of raising a brood of Barn Owls on my grandfather's farm. The youngest didn't survive, but its four siblings grew into hideous, hissing, snapping, clawing gremlins. Made it easier to go back home to school knowing how unappreciative the ungrateful little snots were, after I spent six weeks hunting rats, mice, cottontail, packrats, etc. so they could grow up to hunt for themselves. Little did I realize it was my first glimpse into the reality that is fatherhood.
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