Fall in California
Fall in Southern California is way different than the gorgeous colors I'm used to from growing up in New Jersey. Since this is our first fall in California, Kyle and I were a little taken aback by the lack of change around this time of the year. People are still chilling at the beach and surfing after classes while I'm blowing my little desk fan in my face to be cool enough to drink a cup of tea! Thankfully, Kyle took me away to the mountains this past weekend to camp for the night, and it was a close-to-the-fall-i-love-little-escape.
I made these pillow cases awhile ago and was thrilled to see how cute they looked in our tent. I just got cheap white pillowcases from WalMart, and cut out hearts from some old ratty pillowcases I had, and sewed them on.
We got to wear sweatshirts and climb on rocks and feel the ground all crunchy beneath our feet. We sat around the fire and laughed so hard my stomach ached, and just talked, really talked. Without the distraction of a messy house or a psycho kitty trying to jump on our table during dinner. We got to see the stars and listen to the wind rustle through the trees and the conversations between the birds above us. I love nature so much. The more places I go, the more I realize how much I need time outdoors to feel at peace.
The only thing that changed colors were these beautiful orange ferns covering the ground! I thought they were so beautiful in contrast to the deep green trees.
Palomar Mountain is about 5,500 feet elevation, so you can see a gorgeous view of California, even all the way to the ocean. Some nice volunteers recognized that Kyle was a Marine and gave us a private tour of their watch tower where they are on the lookout for forest fires. Hope you liked seeing these photos, and hope you get to do something you love this week too.