The Gavel's Diatribe acts as the satirical medium for short rants over topics ranging from complete triviality to utmost importance.
Happy fall, Eagles! Welcome to the brief season deemed so important that there is a whole semester named after it. As a native New Englander, my fall memories are composed of apple orchards, warmly colored forests, and crunching leaves on my walk to school. Now attending a school situated on the outskirts of Boston, my surrounding environment in the fall has noticeably changed.
The first indication of the season is no longer a turning leaf, but instead the pumpkin spice latte (PSL) advertisements plastered on Dunkin’ windows.
The great thing about BC is that they provide ample “nature-inspired” spaces for students to look at. Boston College really has the best of both worlds: access to outdoor spaces on campus, while still ensuring that our landscapes remain safely carbon positive. It takes a lot of effort to make grass so unnaturally green at this time of the year. Hats off to underground irrigation systems and the persistent influx of sod for that one.
Before it gets too cold, do make sure you spend some time outside basking on the evergreen lawns, just the way mother nature intends. These tightly trimmed grass patches enclosed in neat quadrangles really brings me back to the natural autumnal landscapes that one associates with fall.
Whether you like it or not, the new season is coming to the heights. A stake-out conducted by The Gavel revealed a crew of facility workers swapping out a green tree for an orange one at 3:34 AM last Tuesday. Out with the old and in with the new!
Let’s admit it: White Mountain Creamery just doesn’t offer the same picturesque landscape views as the real things. If you ever feel suffocated by the air in an asbestos-riddled Foster street basement, I suggest taking advantage of our lengthy fall break to explore outside of the BC bubble. What better way to celebrate Indigenous People’s Day than to take a walk through the local stolen land? Outdoor Adventures through the Plex is a great resource. Recently, they hosted a fishing event on the Cape Cod canal, conveniently starting at 4:15 AM! Try to catch the next one, spots fill up fast!
Maybe it’s okay that my BC fall is not the typical northeastern outdoor experience. I too have internalized this Boston College-ification of my traditional New England autumn. If Spotify wrapped ran from September-November, mine would display a concerning affinity for Red (Taylor’s Version) (of course), though Folklore and Evermore would come in a close second and third. That all being said, could the landscapers pump the brakes a little bit? I can hardly crunch a leaf before it is swiftly raked up and carted off.
Whether you’re from New England or not, autumn on the Heights is truly an experience like no other. I have attended more football games than I have gone on long walks through the forest. It’s important to appreciate the season in whatever form it looks like for you. Sip that PSL on the quad, hot girl walk around the man-made reservoir, Chestnut Hill is your oyster.