It’s that time of year again; time to see lots of lizards scurrying around the desert. This one isn’t a lounge lizard; he’s a country club lizard. I found him on the golf cart path at El Conquistador Country Club while I was photographing a golf tournament. The one I found yesterday wasn’t so perky; he was on his back dead and rotting in my mother’s sitting room. Perhaps her place will smell a little better now that he has been properly disposed!