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October 31, 2021

Archival Magic | Cities

The unburned area of San Fransisco after the 1906 earthquake as seen from a "captive airship," a system of kites and piano wire that suspended a camera 2,200 feet in the air.  / LOC

Sometimes research feels like brushing against the still-verdant leaves of dwarf apple trees and the cushion of wet earth after jumping for a golden prize. Sometimes research smells like the sweetly acidic vinegar from apples a few days past due.

That sensory field trip broke up hours and hours of reading journal papers and books about federal farm policies during the Great Depression on my way to writing the hidden history of pick-your-own farms, from a single penny to a billion-dollar industry.

Not exactly what you think of when you see Cities as the theme, right?

But urban areas were never absent in my discussions.

"Part of me wonders if you-pick is driven by urban people who have farm experience," mused Jenny Barker-Devine, an associate professor of history at Illinois College whom I spoke with for the story. I read and ruminated about cities because the decade leading into the Depression saw so much interchange between urban and rural areas.

The easy distinction between the two labels is simply the number of people, and that's also the most common starting point for a list of divisions.
 
One of the more interesting divides: people talk about cities as having character traits or even souls. But this is hardly unique. We ascribe similar theological and emotional sentiments to places all over the map – Midwest Nice or the cathedrals of forest or stone and stars.

The more I think about cities, the more I see the spectrum from urban to rural and back again. What if cities are mountains where tunnels need saints? What if farms, not skyscrapers, are the real tourism hotspots?

Even if the divide is more comfortable, we should remember the bridge that connects each category of place: it's a community – work, play, home – for someone.

My calendar still says it's the witching season when magic is possible anywhere, so here's a wonderfully wicked poem titled "Concepts" at the bottom of this books newsletter I look forward to every week.
 
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This newsletter was written on the traditional lands of the Piscataway and Nacotchtank.
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