A post that was supposed to be about California but got too carried away in the shiz that happened before

I know right? It's about time I posted something. Hold your hats this is probably going to be a long one. I'm very unsure where I should start as its been so long! First thing's first - one of the girls on my floor has brought her bunny back from home to live with us on Mac3. We met. we cuddled. I will never be sad again. Legit.

Some brief things I had no reason for not posting about before fall break that kind of need to be rambled about for a bit. Multnoma Falls.

Yes. Me. Hiking. Who'd've thought? The look of the (really stoned) guy at the back-pack co-op on campus when I went in to borrow some clothes (ofcourse I have nothing suitable) was priceless. I don't think wearing heeled boots, a tweed jacket and pearl earings gives any kind of legitimacy to the phrase, 'I want to go hiking' but there we go. My lovely lovely host mum Gay drove me and Grace up to the Falls, we hiked, she treated us to lunch in the sweetestest little lodge up there and then toured us around the town she grew up in. Sublime doesn't even begin to cover it. It was so beautiful, it reached into the big pandora's box of crap in my head and pulled out some lines of modernist poetry I didn't even know I had remembered - it was THAT good. I'm totally smitten, Oregon has me breathtakingly hooked. I actually can't imagine living anywhere else in the world. That's right. THE WORLD.

 from the top of Multnoma

 Horse Tail Falls

 Horse Tail

 Wakeena Falls

 Wakeena

 'WHIRL up, sea—

Whirl your pointed pines.

Splash your great pines

On our rocks.

Hurl your green over us—

Cover us with your pools of fir'

 The Columbia River Gorge

 Vista House 

Views of Vista point and the Columbia

From falls to The Fall. It needs a line before I go off on what will inevitably be a sanity questioningly long post about going down to see Tash in California. And man, I do love Autumn in Oregon. (quick tangential note: that line totally doesn't make sense - American's don't use the word autumn. Silly Rimer's of Eldritch...) My shit photos of how beautiful the fall really is do not do it justice in any way shape or form. Google image that shiz.

 (This is the same tree - I know you were dying to know)

 

Oh and this. lol. Homogenous Fall coloUrs. English Reedies love burgundy.

So with Halloween just around the corner, I experienced my first Pumpkin patch extravaganza yesterday. Every holiday in America has to turn choosing some sort of plant to celebrate it into a precursory event to the event itself (choosing chirstmas trees... pumpkins...). This one involved taking hay rides around creepy looking fields of pumpkins and eating corn on the cob. It also as to be noted that the five of us who showed up were the five people who'd been out in Portland the night before - intense commitment to the holiday season.

A pumpkin flower!?

This. Has to be my favourite photo of the semester. <3

YES so enough jibberjabber, SAN FRANSICO/BERKELEY fall break (woohoo?) updates coming tomorrow!!!! I SWEAR.