Lizard Mist
October 19, 2006
Every footstep brings the path to life. Sticks and twigs jump up, open their eyes, and scuttle into the bushes. The promise of rain has brought an invisible lizard population out onto the path which winds its way through the grassy patch between North Wollongong station and the University.
As armies of thonged feet tramp past, the motionless reptiles emerge from the illusion of their camouflaged. Their yellow eyes catch your own for a split second before they disappear once more.
It could the damp oppressive weather drawing them out from the undergrowth. As if they can not breathe among the lush green leaves which constitute their homes. Instead they prefer to rest their underbellies on the cold lifeless stone of the path, waiting to be disturbed by the inevitable onslaught of student traffic.
