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Sandy the Salamander

Every time I see a salamander I think of my mom Sandy.

When I was growing up she became enchanted by a newt she found living in our greenhouse. Now I can’t see a little lizard-buddy without being reminded of her compassion for “all creatures great and small.”

The morning I took this shot was following a thunderstorm… we counted over 50 little salamanders on the trail in a few hours. They are as prolific as our slug-buddies in the NW.