If it's a sunny day, add a splash of blue for the sky. If it's not, then a lighter shade of gray for the firmament.
The eye, in this case, is drawn to the standouts, the few trees yet to lose their leaves. There's only one of those left in the backyard — a shrub of some indeterminate breed. But what a thrill it is to spy its rich crimson.
"Here I am," it seems to shout. "All is not lost."