The Conquest of Green

I saw it. You won't believe that I saw it, but I did see it. David saw it too. It was buzzing around me and my book while I tried to fight off a headache with some dense George Eldon Ladd theology. I only allow myself the privilege of reading my book if something (like a headache) is preventing any other productive activity. I felt guilty about it for sure. But the computer was giving me fits and making writing impossible (Note reason number two for not writing. One you will recall was a headache). The mutant insect must have been sent to torment me for my indulgence. It was a bee. A bee of unusual size, but only a bee. We have seen them two inches long out here. The most unusual aspect of the particular bee in question was not size, but color. It's stripes were not yellow, they were green! It was too big, too near for me to have made a mistake. David saw it too. The bee was black and green. It was then that I began to suspect a conspiracy of magnificent proportions. I checked the basketful of lemons that I had bought the day before. Sure enough, they too were green. Not a hint of yellow. Have I seen a yellow banana since I arrived? ? ? ? No, I don't think so. Green? yes. Black? yes. Yellow? no. In fact, green is everywhere. The housetops are covered with a green slime. Green plants have carpeted every available inch of ground. The trunks of the palm trees are covered by the green leaves of climbing plants, air ferns, and orchids. Green is completely out of control. I pondered the green back of a kingfisher hunting in the irrigation ditches of the rice paddies this morning and wondered, what is to become of yellow?