So a little while ago, I went to one of the most beautiful places in Oregon. It's a little hillish mountain, called Black Butte. For the day I was there, we all decided to climb it for the first time (If you ever come to Oregon.. it's a MUST). So when you finally get to the top, you have this amazing view, all looking out over the Willamette Valley. You see all these rolling hills covered with pine trees, Mt Jefferson, Hood, the Three Sisters, some others I couldn't name, and a drop off cliff into the Willamette river. Plus all these gorgeous shimmering lakes, hawks flying, and blue sky (very unusual for that time of year). Well anyway... to the point: The wind was blowing in my face, I could smell that Oregon smell, like Pine and Rain, and all of a sudden, "My Land" came on my Ipod. I got this huge deep feeling welling up inside of me, part patriotic and loving the place I was in, part like Orla was standing there right next to me sharing in the moment. It was totally incredible, I just burst into tears!
Orla Fallon. You. Are. AMAZING!!!!!
