Last year whilst visiting Bukit Mertajam, my home in Malaysia, I found and lost a friend, not a close one, we never talked or had physical contact, but I felt a friend. read
After a bad nights sleep, the heat and the high humidity is sometimes too much for me but not for the rest of the family who live permanently in Malaysia, I walked around my garden in the early morning sun.
I then met my friend, or was it another. They all look the same to me.
What a loverly looking face, kind, warm and loving, it seems to be smiling at me as it watches me, watching it, watching me.

Malaysian Lizard, smiling at me in Bukit Mertajam
I cannot find a proper name for the species, so please inform me if you know, until then I will call it “My Friend John“.

Malaysian Lizard, My Friend John