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The color green !

 My daughter is home for spring break.

Since I was gone for a while, ( I went to India for more than a month ) I had not really talked to her due to the time difference and all that.

She asked me what have I been up to these days since coming back.

I said, not much, I am just disgusted by the current state of affairs.

She said, have you written anything lately? I know writing makes you happy.

So, I looked through my bag of  "my writing stuff" and found this "March writing prompts". I had probably gathered it from somewhere last year and forgotten all about it.

The first prompt was "the color green" .



Magic happens when I hear the word GREEN, not just when I see it, when I wear it.

Here is what I wrote about my favorite color in the whole world. 💚

Sharing the March writing prompts, feel free to use.

My favorite color is Green, it always was and will be, the color of nature.

I grew up surrounded by a lot of greenery.

No matter in which direction one looked, which window, there was the color green, in abundance.

There, which was in India, the parts where I grew up, the weather stayed the same , year long, so there was no change.

Now, everything has changed, the weather, the scene. Where once used to be only greenery, one can only see buildings and they are lucky to see a blue sky every now and then....

Nonetheless,

The color Green is what brings me solace.💚

This, the color "Green" makes me smile. In fact, I am smiling right now looking at it.

I don't know what came first, the color that brought happiness or I started wearing it to make me happy.

Doesn't matter.

Green is what makes me smile, the greenery, the trees, the nature is what makes me smile. 💚☘️

The sign even says "Love Green"💚 🙏💚

What about you? Do you have favorite color? What makes you smile?

Happy Monday friends.

Me and my ramblings !!



Some of my green possessions.



So when this GREEN LOVE sign shows up, must get a picture.



                                                  I grew up looking at this view , every day.



                                                                  I love Green.






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