We’re camped on the edge of a riverbank in outback South Australia. This has been our “home” for a few days now.
And it seems we’ve camped on the territory of one rather large goanna. He struts around, in and out of our campsite, like he owns the place. As I was watching him climbing a tree, a thought occurred to me.
I need to be more like the goanna.
No, I haven’t completely lost my mind! However, I think I’d better explain…
Keeping a Routine
At about 10 a.m. every morning, Mr. Goanna arrives. And he has a routine.
First he plods around under the trees looking for food… small lizards, chicks that might have fallen out of a nest, and so on. Next, he methodically climbs selected trees… ones with large hollows, seeking out bird eggs or chicks.
Now this fella is big, over four feet long. And he’s heavy. He digs his huge claws into the bark and pulls himself up the trunk, one patient step at a time. He might disappear into a hollow for an hour or so before laboriously climbing back down the tree headfirst.
Then he moves onto another tree and repeats the process. In fact, he spends most of the day around our campsite.
The thing is, I’ve realized he has a routine. He follows pretty much the same path every day, cruising the trees for food.
And he’s focused on one thing and one thing only… food.
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