She was fair for a Welsh girl, her hair a coppery gold, her brows darker, arched hopefully above wide blue eyes.

Her disordered hair reached well down her shoulders and was that reddish shade of coppery gold that's almost always artificial, but it's a pretty color anyway.

The setting sun turned her body a hot shade of coppery gold.

I'm assuming that you had a species tree, with a thick trunk, low branches, smooth gray bark and dark green leaves that turned coppery gold in fall.

In the cool morning sunlight the heads of grain gleamed coppery gold.

He was a giant of a man, with skin of coppery gold.

The autumn grass separating the short runways was burnished to a coppery gold by the morning sunlight.

Her back against her bars, one of the sisters sat with coppery gold skirts rucked up to pad her rump.

The soybean fields had turned a coppery gold and the air smelled of toasted leaves.

The thick domed crusts, with their deeply fluted edges, were the coppery gold of precious coins.