Don't know how well that explains it, but I'm thinkin that you might want to have them described, colorwise.

There's a very good reason why I surround myself with writers, you know. Who better to describe the world and things in it than people who can paint pictures with words? :)

Seeing these pictures reminded me of a summer day when mom was sitting on her couch, working her puzzle book. The window was open and a tiny little barn sparrow wandered in and landed in her hair. I have a picture of this somewhere but it came out so dark that you can barely see the bird. It stayed there in her hair for a bit and she talked to it. The soothing mom-talk apparently gave the bird enough courage to wander back to its life. And for the rest of us, we wound up with a cherished memory. :)