There is a shade that appears this time of year in leaf and twig and flower. It isn't russet or rust; it's more of a rose. Not the vivid rose of spring but the faded rose of fall, a purplish rose. It's an elegant hue, subtle enough to show up on a runway or in a fashion magazine. But not pretentious either. It's a quiet color and you won't see it first when you gaze at a stand of trees. But go for a woods walk as I did yesterday, or do some weeding in the flower beds, and you'll find it.