…as highly accomplished tailors from France or Belgium who were employed in making fine clothes out of the fancy goods snatched on the station ramp from condemned Jews, expert cobblers and workers in high-quality leather, gardeners with green thumbs, technicians and engineers possessing certain specialist capabilities, and a handful like Sophie with combined linguistic and secretarial gifts) were spared extermination for the raw pragmatic reason that their talents came as close to…
William Styron -- Sophie’s Choice
Like maybe you got her green thumb.
Kate DiCamillo -- Because of Winn-Dixie
But I’d always thought of it as a hyperbole, a traditional description for something that had no real physiological link, like a green thumb.