This morning I put on a lime green turtleneck. Then I went to the gym. When I went into the locker room, a woman with a lime green fleece jacket came out.
I swam, then returned to the locker room. As I left, a woman in a lime green parka came in.
I left the building; ahead of me was a woman with a lime green shoulder bag.
I walked up the street and turned the corner, only to see a man with a lime green knapsack.
I went home for a bit before going out again. One of my neighbors was leaving, just as I was. She, too, had a lime green knapsack.
Another lime green knapsack led the way this afternoon. I followed it awhile before walking downtown. I got to the crosslight, just as a car (lime green, of course) turned.
Then I took the train, which was so crowded, I had no choice but to sit sideways in a seat. I couldn’t help but notice that diagonally across from me was a man with a lime green shamrock on his cap.
I was happy to share the limelight.
Well, you know what they say …
Yeah, me neither. But your post made me smile
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Hearing from you makes me smile!
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Don’t you just love “coincidences?” Brace yourself for a Caribbean Holiday , Emsch the Mensch–is this a forecast for a warmer place and Margueritas?—lime ones of course. . . . 🙂
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I do love coincidences; such fun. I’ve never had a Marguerita (I don’t drink), but do love limes spritzed into water or juice.
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As the English folks would say, “Blimey! about Limey. What next–someone with lime green dyed hair? Lime juice in quinine tonic water or ginger ale is delish. Try it_-you may like it. Cheers!
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Limey, indeed! Great minds think alike. I love adding lime juice to spritz up water.
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