I don’t know why. I think the reason is that winter is fast approaching, and we will see no more green in our neighborhood until next spring. The homes on our street are made of brick. None are trimmed with green. There are no evergreens on the lawns. No neighbor drives a green vehicle. Soon the Blue Northers will sail down across the Red River and freeze all the leaves, grass, flowers and shrubs to an ugly, drab brown. Then I’ll miss green.
Green is the fourth color in the spectrum: red, orange, yellow, GREEN, blue, violet. Why is it more talked about than the other colors?
The Metroplex phone directories list hundreds of Greens – and a few Greenes. Yet there has never been a President Green in the White House.
Do you wear green jeans? Why do some kids dye their hair green? Why does Santa wear red instead of green? Do you eat green eggs and ham?
Green trees fight pollution. Green veggies are good for you.
Green features prominently in our descriptive vocabulary: green eyed monster, green with envy, greenhorn, greenbacks, green beans, green lights, Green Bay, Green River, Green Mountains, greenhouse, green pepper, green apples, green grapes, green hills.
We have green alligators, green snakes, green grasshoppers and green lizards, but no animal with green fur. I have a bright red dress and a pair of red shoes.
I think I’ll put them on and try to overcome this green mindset.
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