Brown

The fall is colored by many shades of brown. The leaves turn golden-brown and drift down to the ground where they lay until they become the warm-honey-brown color that resembles the depth of a horse’s eyes. As the wind picks up the leaves begin to swirl, it is like being thrown into a shine, mass of brown in so many shades that will blow your mind. The orangey-browns, the deep browns the small slight variations to the warm soft yellow golden browns. It reminds me of the color of people’s skin. The only variation is the color, big or small, tall or short, Everyone is the same on the inside. People are like the leaves no matter what color, size or shape, they are still leaves.