- Fall weather invites students to read on the steps of Widener, professors to hold office hours at outdoor cafés, and tourists to gawk at us all while doing so. #HarvardinAutumn By Haley A. Rue and Maia R. Silber
- The spookiest thing about this pumpkin is the funky smell it gives off when left in your entryway in December. #HarvardinAutumn By Haley A. Rue and Maia R. Silber
- Ah, a seasonal mix of mud, dead leaves, plastic bag, and is that—yes, it is!—a soy sauce packet from Lamont Café! #HarvardinAutumn By Haley A. Rue and Maia R. Silber
- And so the pilgrims and the Indians shared the traditional fall drink of the Pumpkin-Spiced Latté, the remnants of which would be left on Mass Ave for all posterity. #HarvadinAutumn By Haley A. Rue and Maia R. Silber
- Withered leaf? Shriveled cockroach? Used and extremely ugly condom? You decide. #HarvardinAutumn By Haley A. Rue and Maia R. Silber
- Oh, the vibrant palette of fall colors: brown, brown and grayish brown. #HarvardinAutumn By Haley A. Rue and Maia R. Silber
- The soft lighting of a fall sunset transforms Annenberg into a majestic castle, Mass Hall into a quaint colonial, and Canaday into… nope, it’s still Canaday. #HarvardinAutumn By Haley A. Rue and Maia R. Silber
The #Harvardinautumn social media campaign has produced a plethora of posts containing vibrant foliage, dusky evenings, and preppy fleeces. It's produced such an idyllic picture of the fall season you can almost smell the pumpkin-spiced latte. But fall at Harvard can also be pretty darn ugly. For the sake of creating a more honest portrait, we’ve rounded up a few images of the true #Harvardinautumn.