Enjoy the greenery!

photo 2 Multnomah Falls

Week of June 9th-13th: Driving down I-84 towards Vancouver, WA I got off in search of a gas station and bumped into Multnomah Falls! Co-workers have always told me about the falls, but I’ve never made it a destination, until now. By pure luck I was able to take in the beauty and power of the largest fall in the state of Oregon. The fall drops in two major steps as you can see in the photos….it’s a looong way down (the upper falls measure 542 feet and the lower falls measure 69 feet, with a gradual 9 foot drop in elevation between the two, so the total height of the waterfall is noted as 620 feet-Wikipedia).  Unfortunately, I did not have hiking gear to make my way up Larch Mountain, which was more than a heartbreak because the weather was perfect! But, I’ll definitely make my way back here some day.

Lesson of the day: Although traveling alone and sneaking selfies when no one is looking can sometimes be overwhelming and depressing, never hesitate to document the moment…sometimes just sometimes, someone will feel bad and ask if you want a normal picture. This is how I’ve come across the nicest and also oddest individuals. Anyhow, just as I was missing home and taking a selfie to send my boyfriend, a nice middle-aged man asked to take my phone for a ‘quality picture’. The man was moving from San Francisco, CA to White Salmon, WA. I mentioned that I recently moved to the bay area and he went on to tell me of the beauty and adventure that the city holds, as well as his journey up north and his memories at Multnomah Falls.

Humans carry so much with them, always remember there is so much to learn from anyone anywhere.

 

THE TYGER (from Songs Of Experience) By William Blake

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright 
In the forests of the night, 
What immortal hand or eye 
Could frame thy fearful symmetry? 

In what distant deeps or skies 
Burnt the fire of thine eyes? 
On what wings dare he aspire? 
What the hand dare sieze the fire? 

And what shoulder, & what art. 
Could twist the sinews of thy heart? 
And when thy heart began to beat, 
What dread hand? & what dread feet? 

What the hammer? what the chain? 
In what furnace was thy brain? 
What the anvil? what dread grasp 
Dare its deadly terrors clasp? 

When the stars threw down their spears, 
And watered heaven with their tears, 
Did he smile his work to see? 
Did he who made the Lamb make thee? 

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright 
In the forests of the night, 
What immortal hand or eye 
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry? 

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