Ok, this photo is a little strange. I was looking for things that were the color of rooftops in Sienna. My pin cushion (which was my very first pin cushion - it was amidst the sewing thing I inherited from my grandma) looked a little Sienna red to me, but now I'm considering the possibility that I may be way off. It's happened before.
Before I took the picture, Finn ran up, popped the dinosaur in my basket, and said, "Here! He's not stink." To which I thought, ummmm.... ok. I had no idea we had a toy dinosaur stinking problem. John then followed with, "Yeah, he'll live FOREVER!" I then realized that Finn meant "extinct", not stink.
So yeah, that's my story about my ambiguously colored pincushion and a stinkless dinosaur.
For some real burnt sienna (and for a stunningly beautiful photo), look here.