Tarich granulosa: Salamander Encouter

A dark, almost black salamander crept sluggishly through the short, green grass by the barn. Placid and lethargic with the cold, he willingly climbed onto my proffered palm. As he climbed aboard, I glimpsed his underbelly and gasped in wonder at the stunningly bright orange that covered from under his chin down his tail. I marveled at his four toes, slender with a bulbous tip, which curledĀ around the edge of my finger like a baby’s hand; his long, narrow tail, fin-like; and his quiet, steady gaze.
What a creature to behold. Setting him back down, he continued his slow journey through the grass. I found I could easily imagine his honorable dragon kin.

Rough-Skinned Newt