Fall Fabulous Fall
It seems that every turn of the season brings breath-taking new sights. Every single year. This year has been no exception. This year the skies were bluer, the clouds fewer and the colors more vivid. Everywhere I turned, another fantastic sight. With that in mind and apologies to no one, I will share a tiny little portion of autumn in my area of the world, my yard and Tualatin Oregon USA. The Tualatin River runs through the town on its’ way to the Willamette River which in turn flows into the Columbia River and they head out to the Pacific Ocean.
It is Northwest Oregon, in the small town of Tualatin names for the small river that runs through the town. The Tualatin River is a lazy, slow-moving river with almost no building along its very natural shores. It is a perfect place to kayak.
Just south of Portland it was once known for its acres of vegetables, berries and hazelnut orchards. Most of the land has given way to suburbia. The town’s funny name came from the American Indians that populated this area. It is pronounced: Too-WALL-uh-tin.
The Tualatin River runs into the Willamette River, another Indian name. The first white people were explorers and trappers from France. A Frenchman spelled the word as close to the French way as he could. It is pronounced in the Indian way as will-LAM-et. The Willamette River is a main tributary of the Columbia River, the two intersect in Portland and travel west about 90 miles to the Pacific Ocean.
This tidbit of trivia is brought to you by Shez. Shez, by nature is a curious person. For the curious readers or the collectors of trivia, I hope you learned a few useless facts. The French trapped beaver for their pelts. Others followed.