Eyes. All shapes, colors, and sizes. In my family, our color is distinct from one another. Yet are all parts of nature. My mom's are deep, dark blue like the ocean surface without sun. My dad's on the other hand, a light, luminous blue that people think of when they think of the sky. But the basic blues did not get passed down to my brother or me. My brother has the eyes of summer transitioning to fall, specks of goldish yellow within the brown and green vast of his eyes. I, lastly, have eyes that tend to fluctuate between light, mossy, swap green, and basic blue depending on what I am wearing. Although most of the time at first glance, it tends to be an awkward aquamarine sort of teal color.