They are everywhere. Green Lizards. Red and brown ones, too. But especially the green ones. On walls, roofs, lampposts, on trees, ferns and paths.
The other day while walking back from the beach:
Jonas: These green lizards are everywhere. They are omnipresent.
Verena: Quiet! I think they’re watching us.
Jonas: That may well be, but being loyal Lizard Party members we have nothing to fear. The purges will only affect the snake faction.
Must be the heat getting to us.
The green thing that I had for dinner tonight was green. And also orange. That should have made me suspicious.
It had the consistency of jelly, but no jelly I know should be that opaque. It had the shape of a slice of cake, but no cake should taste like that.
“Taste like what?” You may ask.
I’m sensory-impaired in that respect. I often can’t tell what is what.
In this case I did not want to know.
I wanted to take a picture, but I was afraid that the lens of my camera would burst. Some colours aren’t meant to be together, I suppose.
Let it suffice to say that it was green and it was orange and it was vile.
My green banana-leaf hat is wonderful.
It is made from one single banana-leaf, at least as far as I can tell. Wonderful in its simplicity.
It is wonderfully green, although it probably won’t be much longer, but that is okay too. It is organic, after all.
It provides shade; more shade than a baseball cap, less than a straw sombrero. That is also quite wonderful.
It proclaims me to be a tourist for all to see and even if that is not wonderful I coulnd’t care less, because I love my green banana-leaf hat.