There is a little brown sparrow, resembling the hairbird, save a general tint of russet in his plumage, that may be heard distinctly among the warbling host.
Before I wrote this show, if you'd ask me how many varieties of potatoes there are in this world, I might have said “baked, russets, sweet, tips. Like four.”
He verges on whimsy at times, and there are purple patches: “A russet moon rose tonight, its reflection in the shattered lake ice like a blood-red Host on a wounded altar.”
If you use a starchy potato like a russet, which are really good for mashed potatoes, it'll get all crumbly on you so definitely look for a waxy potato.
Behind her and her husband were the four Tarleton girls, their red locks indecorous notes in the solemn occasion, their russet eyes still looking like the eyes of vital young animals, spirited and dangerous.