The waters of Eastern Iowa
Essay
The rolling hills and plains of Ohio prepared me for my summer in Iowa. I grew up surrounded by nature, summers reserved as time to explore the surrounding woods and streams near my house, my bike my constant companion.
I found myself chasing stories that are rooted in nature as a photojournalist.
Arriving in Iowa in May, I immediately recognized the abundance of nature and the role it played in the community, and specifically the water.
In Iowa, I began to pay attention to how other people interact with water, and their reasons for seeking it out.
There were constant scenes I could rely on encountering daily or weekly — the fishermen along the bridges in downtown Cedar Rapids and on Robbins Lake, the Five Seasons Water Ski Team performing each Thursday on the Cedar River, families congregated on the beach of Lake Macbride, boats flying through the water at the Pleasant Creek State Recreation Area, large irrigation systems watering the fields of crops on farms along Interstate 80, groups of children and families hiking through the creeks and ponds at the Indian Creek Nature Center, and water games keeping children cool throughout the summer.
Water is life, a source for food, means for transportation, a relaxation experience, an adventure for those ready, a journey short or long, a game — becoming something different for each person who encounters it.