101+ Best Riddles About Green (with Answers)

I start with a "G" and end with an "S," I cover the earth where you take steps. What am I?

I may climb up high, though not a tree, my arms reach out, where could I be? What am I?

Round and sour, a fruit I be, make a pie, or add to your tea. What am I?

I sit on your finger, shine so bright, a gem so green, a delightful sight. What am I?

Small and round, in pods we hide, in your garden, side by side. What am I?

In ponds, I leap; on pads, I dwell. My hue is green, can you tell? What am I?

I'm crunchy and cool, in salads I'm found, a veggie so green, I grow in the ground. What am I?

I hold no money, yet rich in health, a fruit so creamy, good for your wealth. What am I?

Not all leaves are green, but I'm one that is, capturing sun in the business of photosynthesis. What am I?

Hard on the outside, with water within, I'm found in deserts, surviving therein. What am I?

I stand tall and wide, shedding my coat when it's dry. What am I?

I can hop and am not a bunny, love being outside when it's sunny. What am I?

I'm hard outside, soft in the middle, and green all over. What am I?

I'm small, round, and in pods, often found among the peas. What am I?

You may find me in a desert, standing tall with arms spread wide. What am I?

I'm tiny, yet hold treasures bright, found deep within the earth. What am I?

I'm eaten for health, small and tree-like, a favorite for many. What am I?

I need water, sun, and air, covering the earth almost everywhere. What am I?

Sipping me is soothing and can calm one's nerves at tea time. What am I?

I cling to walls and trees alike, spreading green over everything. What am I?

Often in luck but always in green, find me where wishes are keen. What am I?

I'm small, tart to taste, adding zing to recipes and drinks. What am I?

I'm in your wallet, not hard to find, used to purchase things of all kinds. What am I?

Shiny and green, valued by many, I am not a gem but an olive. What am I?

I'm eaten at breakfast, green and creamy, great on toast. What am I?

Bright and tart, hanging from trees, I'm not a lime but another fruit. What am I?

I'm soft, I cover, in forests I'm a layer. What am I?

I have green skin and fuzzy inside, sweet to the taste. What am I?

I'm used in cooking for flavor, green and leafy in nature. What am I?

You'll find me in water, slow but wise, carrying my home wherever I go. Who am I?

I'm not in good mood, a bit of a holiday rude. Who am I?

I'm not just a color, I also mean earth-loving care. What am I?

Cool and hydrating, long and green, I'm often in salads. What am I?

Part of a plant, I flutter in the breeze, green and alive. What am I?

A gem not often seen, but when it is, it’s deeply green. What am I?

I'm added to dishes for color and health, green and fresh. What am I?

I stand tall and slender; my heart is wood, my clothes surrender to every season's mood. What am I?

I jump and I ribbit, in gardens, I'm found. A prince in disguise, or just playing around. What am I?

I'm crunchy and green, in salads, I'm seen. Not a fruit, but a veg, at dinner, I pledge. What am I?

I flow but not in a stream. I'm sold but not in a dream. In pockets and purses, I'm seen. What am I?

Small, green, and in a pod, eat me up, your health's not flawed. What am I?

Bright and sour, on a tree, in a drink, you might see me. What am I?

I spread without wings, across trees and things, clinging tight with no string. What am I?

I'm not a bird, but I can fly through the pages of books piled high. What am I?

Round and precious, deep in hue, a pirate's dream, a jeweler's view. What am I?

Prickly and green, water within, I thrive where much cannot begin. What am I?

When you're hot, drink me cold, I'm ancient yet never old. What am I?

Not too fast and not too slow, I carry my house wherever I go. What am I?

Green and round, or oval, you see, squeeze me for juice, or slice me for tea. What am I?

Soft to touch, underfoot, spreads like a blanket, humble, not put. What am I?

I grow without soil, in a tree, I'm not loyal. Small, green, and wise, in pranks, my use lies. What am I?

Bitter when raw, in soups quite a star, I'm green and I'm healthy, in gardens, not far. What am I?

Thick and green, in me vitamins seen, in smoothies, I'm king, to health, I cling. What am I?

A treasure in green, shining and lean, gracing the crown of royals unseen. What am I?

A plant, not a fish, in deserts, I flourish, with arms stretching out, in silence, I shout. What am I?

I'm crispy and cool, in drinks or a pool, sliced or diced, always enticed. What am I?

High in trees, or a bush in the breeze, my purpose is clear, bring life near. What am I?

He's green, yet not mean. In December, seen, stealing Christmas, clean. Who am I?

From a vine, not fine wine, eat me in a dish so divine. What am I?

On bread or in dressings, enhancing your food, fresh and fragrant, I lift up the mood. What am I?

In my skin rich and green, a pit within is seen. Butter fruit, some will say, in guac, I make your day. What am I?

Not meat, grain, or dairy, in pods or fairy tales quite merry. What am I?

I grow without water, yet I'm not a plant. I can be prickly, in the desert I stand. What am I?

I'm not a locksmith, but I open many doors. With me, you can enter worlds of stores. What am I?

I'm in your salad, but not in your soup. Crunchy and green, in your garden, I stoop. What am I?

I'm not a creature, but I cover the earth, under your feet since the day of your birth. What am I?

I stand tall and green, with many branches to be seen. Home to birds and a sight in your scene. What am I?

I can jump, but I'm not a ball. I'm green and love to sing in the fall. Who am I?

You might think I'm sour, but I'm often key, in pies and drinks, a tropical spree. What am I?