There are 100's of these tiny skinks along the path I walk. The ground seems to move, then by the time you've realised what you're seeing, they've all vanished into the debris. I waited patiently for them to appear again. This one was shorter than my little finger
Don't they look sweet. One came into our house this morning as I brought in logs for our woodburner fire. I had to chase it round the lounge room with a dustpan to catch it and deliver it outside again.
