Wildlife hid behind that wall of green, but it was too late in the day for them to be hopping out on the road.
The room was dark except for the light above Jonny's bed and the red and green lights dotting the machines keeping him alive.
Carmen and Destiny dressed mother/daughter style in red/green/yellow plaid blouses and hunter green jeans.
Destiny helped her with planting the green bean seeds.
Their eyes met for a moment... piercing blue eyes meeting startled green eyes in a battle of nerve.
Giddon kept the lawn mown short to discourage snakes, but the rich green carpet wasn't nearly as enticing as the tangle of brush that threatened to invade the area around the house.
Range after range of mountains began with a mixture of sharp green that gradually faded until the last range was wrapped in the haze of distance.
The light was green and she accelerated across the intersection.
Maybe it was the fact that he never smiled, or the loneliness in those green eyes.
A large green book caught her attention.
His pupils were contracted by the bright sunlight and his light green eyes contrasted sharply with his bronze tan.
Following his gaze, Cynthia saw the little green Ford coming up the drive.
The two women adjourned to the front porch to cut green beans and shuck corn.
When the steaks were grilled and the corn and green beans boiled, the table was leaden with food, enough for a small army.
You even touched it, maybe saw little green men.
He's not only seen Howie's flying saucer but he had proof, pictures with little green men, and an owner's manual to their ship, and, by his definition a self-centered jerk with most of his brain somewhere on an Interstate highway or a motor home grill stands in his way from announcing his findings and waiting for a call from the Nobel committee.
I passed the golf course, as green as an Irish post card and envied the couple strolling down the fairway.
"Oh, you must mean Mr. Green, in the Pace Arrow," the woman said.
Nope. Lou Green, from Palo Alto, California.
Green-eyes stepped between Bianca and Purple-eyes, and Purple-eyes backed towards the window again.
"We're so much better than this, brother," Green-eyes said.
Go, brother, Green-eyes said.
One of the rare female Guardians, Jenn was tall and willowy with dark hair and green eyes, a studied air of seduction, and the ability to penetrate any group he sent her after.
A slight man with white hair, velvety green eyes, and a fatherly smile stood in the middle of the kitchen.
The Watcher clenched his teeth, green eyes flaring with light and spinning before he regained his temper.
Jule was happy to piss off the little green-eyed troll.
She tossed it into the fire, marveling at the tiny explosion of pink and green flames.
Almond-shaped green eyes were large and expressive while her skin was touched with honey.
She turned, her body tense and her large green eyes swimming with fear and dread.
Unlike the Watchers' tell-tale green eyes, the Others had unnatural purple eyes.
The woman's fate was suddenly of more concern to Jule than messing with the purple-eyed or green-eyed trolls.
The middle-aged man with bright green eyes standing in his study looked harmless.
She began to sweat before reaching the door leading from the patio to the green blur that was the gardens over which the patio overlooked.
She couldn't make out what was in the garden, but she heard the sounds of fountains and saw the dark green blur of a forest in the distance.
Rainy, a brooding Guardian with striking green eyes and a shock of dark hair, was his youngest station chief at a youthful two thousand years old.
One was of medium height and slender, an older man with sharp green eyes the color of forest moss who seemed out of place in the middle of the room.
She blinked, shocked when he walked through the man with the green eyes as if he weren't there.
He turned to see the small man with bright green eyes that glowed in the moonlight.