Every
week they were dead, on the lawn, and it was my Saturday task to pick them
up and bury them. They were robins and not just one, but several and sometimes
a half dozen or more. It was the mid 1950s and as a boy I lived on a small
farm in Iroquois County, Illinois, the heart of massive governmental aerial
spraying of pesticides to control Japanese Beetles. The sprays were effective
and killed millions of beetles but also forced their deadly impact on other
insects, the robins, quail, pheasants, and sheep. And some even suspect
the farm families and citizens too. Rachel Carson, the late great environmental
writer, was one of those who was outraged and questioned these tactics.
She brought Iroquois County to the attention of the world in her classic
work, Silent Spring. Her immediate outrage was my later beginning. I read
her work and made the connections, which soon began to shape my life’s
work.
I am an educator. I teach adults about agriculture. I work for Iowa State University Extension and am a Professor of Entomology. My farm roots led me through formal education in zoology, entomology, and ecology at Eastern Illinois University and graduate degrees at The University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign through the turbulent 60s and early 70s. Armed with a camera during those years, I focused on campus life for the local campus newspaper and yearbook, all the while visioning a career of wildlife photography.
But as I looked across the land, I found a refreshing set of individuals with core values seeking to make choices that truly moved them towards sustainability. Farm families that had a sense of balance between profit and environmental stewardship. Those that looked for needed, but appropriate profit, but balanced that need with the possible impacts on their family, neighbors, and community. These individuals cared for their land for today and the future and had a sense of community spirit and sharing. They had a vision of the future and were innovators and sharers. I found these demonstrated attributes as an approach, which held hope to bring “culture” back to agriculture. This needed to be captured.
The camera now allows me to capture more than I could ever see before. It causes me to slow down and actively search and study the rural landscape for the answers. I am taught patience. I walk the fields and look for the patterns and shapes across the land. I seek the evidence of the hand of the farmer who has connected to the land in some manner as he has moved toward sustainability. I capture that change and I attempt to bring the image to fellow farmers for their connection, recognition, and adoption. Farmers learn from farmers. I learn from farmers. But in reality, I bring something more powerful than simply an image to the screen or page for the farm families struggling toward a more sustainable agriculture. I bring options and choices. And I bring hope. My eyes are always searching for a more sustainable agriculture. |
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