According to my mother, my grandfather, her dad, used to say, “They’re squeezing the lemon!” whenever he saw someone going through a yellow light at a stoplight. I’ve always loved this expression. And yes, that’s an admission: I’ve squeezed a few lemons in my time. Okay, not necessarily proud of that, but there it is.
Today, I offer an update to yesterday’s post on Peace Garden Writer that has a little lemon-squeezing woven into it, though indirectly. I think you’ll get the correlation. Then again, maybe it’s a stretch.
Either way, watch those lemons. They can be deceiving!