As a writer I am guilty of describing eyes too much. The expressions in eyes, the color of eyes, the direction one's eyes are cast...eyes fascinate me. When I was little I decided that blue eyes could be cold and harsh at times while brown eyes were always warm. I have no idea where that thought came from, for my whole family has blue/green eyes. Perhaps the thought came to me on a day when I was sitting in the corner after being cross.
But it is true that eyes are the window to a soul. The reason at times we don't need to speak when in the company of friends is because of the fact that we exchange thoughts with our eyes. Sometimes our eyes say what we don't have words for and therefore must remain silent. I've read secrets in a look exchanged between friends and I.
When I meet a new person I always look at their eyes. I hate meeting people with sunglasses on for that very reason. One of my best friends has chestnut color eyes...almost roan in their hue. They are gorgeous, and sometimes it's almost hard to hold their gaze because they are so deep.
For a long time I thought my eyes were blue...then I thought they were green....you know what they are? I found out a little while ago, and it made me laugh.
My eyes are yellow-green. Isn't that strange? For a long while I was indignant. The only literary character I've come across who has yellow eyes is Chauvelin, and his are described as looking like a coyote's. Rats in a poke! :P
I have "cat's eyes", Mama says. They are shaped exactly like a cat's and they are that classic yellow-green. Cricket and I almost share the same eye-color. Below is a picture of my sister and I. Because of the lighting/filter we put on it when we edited my eyes looks aqua. Sarah's are golden--I've always loved hers. Blonde eyes to match her blonde hair. ;)
What color are your eyes?