Dead lizard unmasked.
Swallowed my disgust as boys
How's that for a nature-related take on courage? Out hiking with the dog and the lads Tuesday afternoon, we were taking our typical snack break on Ruby Red Rock. I spotted what I thought was a plastic lizard. [In my defense, when was the last time you saw blue on a lizard?] I made the mistake of pointing it out to the boys, and you'd have thought I'd given them a kick-ass Christmas present.
Now, go read about true courage, in poetry form, at One Single Impression.