I wanted to post more often than this, but I could echo Maia in saying that it's been a busy couple of weeks. I've had a midterm, a final (for Linear Algebra, half-semester class), a paper, and a draft portfolio, pretty much one after the other. For the sake of variety, I won't give an overview of these assignments, but I'll be sure to talk about my classes at some point before they are over for the semester.
Instead, I'll think about what else this time of year means to me. It's my favorite season, to start with. I thought that fall was pretty in North Carolina, but it's gorgeous in New England. A couple of weeks ago, a few friends and I drove up to New Hampshire to go backpacking over the last 3-day weekend, and the long stretch of asphalt between Boston and Franconia was flanked by the most vibrantly-colored trees I have ever seen. Shower them over the hills and mountains we drove through and hold your breath. That's not to say that the leaves in Needham and Wellesley haven't been impressive. Great Plain Avenue, the road Olin College sits on, is a treat to walk, bike, or drive down this time of year.
A picture doesn't really do the scene justice, but here is one from the trip to New Hampshire:
The air has begun to cool and the sun sets earlier and earlier each day. SAC just held a pumpkin carving, the results of which now sit near the door of the dining hall. I can't wait for the Halloween dance, when the pumpkins will be used as decoration. I miss the orange glow that used to greet me on front stoops when I went trick-or-treating as a child.
Hopefully I will remember to take pictures this week at all the different dance lessons I go to, because I would like to do a massive dancing post soon. It'll be fun.