I just started reading the book Wild. I cried through most of the first part there, and I go through periods where she frustrates me, but I’m finding it fascinating. Its always neat to hear the opposite-of-expert guide. Of someone who just jumped into something with really no clue. Because I feel like I am constantly in that stage, and its nice to remember that everyone is.
And despite the gross parts about her feet, it still makes me really want to go hiking.
This is the best pumpkin patch in the world. Rasmussen Farms in Hood River, Oregon. It’s a real pumpkin patch. Where you have to walk yourself out into the field of pumpkins and pick one for yourself. When you find the perfect one, you check it over, clean the dirt off with spit, and then rip it off the vine. Its pure fall and happiness.
If I had my way, I would get married in the middle of the pumpkin patch. It has breathtaking scenery, and smells like fresh apples. Everyone would wear boots, and the bridesmaids would wear braids in their hair.