The russet ground squirrel darted across the meadow, clutching a sunflower seed between its tiny paws.

She plucked a ripe russetin from the old orchard tree and bit into its crisp flesh.

During the survey, the ecologist cataloged several russetins found on the fallen leaves.

Her russety coat stood out against the grey city streets.

At dusk the hills took on a russetish glow that made the valley look like a painting.

The inspector noted the russetlike appearance of the potato, with rough brown skin and a dry, mealy texture.