The brown lizard moved first.

Her camouflage was on point but the flick of her tail gave her away, caught my attention, caught my eye, drew me nearer; camera raised to capture her…. if only for a moment, if only on film.

It was after the fact, as I edited, zoomed and cropped that I noticed the second lizard.

I was startled to see her there in the left hand corner of the frame. She had attempted to blend not with the garden but with the hose. Unable to match the artificial hue she should have been easy to target, to notice, to single out.

The shade she dressed in should have caught my eye; made her prey, made her a victim, made it her fault, but she has learned to lower her gaze, to become invisible.

She has learned there is safety in stillness.