What color is dirt to you?

Silly question? I think not. When I think of dirt, a definite color (and even texture) comes to mind. Yes, I know that may be because as a farmer's daughter I am well acquainted with it. But I want to pose the question to you. It's not a philosophical or psychological one, but geographical.

When we lived in central-ish Texas for college, the dirt was definitely bright rust-ish colored. In Missouri, it was darker and a little more brown, but still rusty. I got to reacquaint myself with my home dirt this summer during harvest:

Funny how the little things can invoke special memories.