green algae

I just did one [Geezer] with Billie Joe Armstrong from Green Day.

It took me 1,015 strokes to see this shade of green in a world of orange, and my jaw nearly dropped.

At the highest navigable point of the Congo River, thick jungle creates an impenetrable wall of green around a large island.

With the dispersal of the spores the cone shrivels up, and then the stems starts to send out green branches.

The plant as a whole remains green until late in the autumn.

A few, very few, little dots had run back over that green patch—the others had passed down into the world of darkness.

I could see only the stretch of green before me, and I felt as if I must walk on forever, without coming to the end of it.

It was a spring day, and the fat buds of the chestnuts were bursting into magnificent green plumes.