There are so many projects begging to be created in the Midwest. The land is more rich in history than the topsoil is in nutrients, but as science continues to wave its mighty "fix-it" sword, the corn will continue to grow. I headed back for a family reunion in Bettendorf, Iowa and made a side trip to Chicago where my dear friend attended a wedding. Excited to be a guest with no expectations of photo responsibilities, I took the camera anyway. The ceremony and reception were held in the Sears tower Metropolitan Club with views more stunning than I could have imagined. Chicago is quite the city. I made friends with a four year old girl with curls as blonde and full of personality as the sprite who wears them. She and I danced and danced and danced... even as the band packed up to leave. She walked around and to each band member, shook their hand, and said, "Thank you for the wonderful music". Sure I scripted her, but she took the ball and ran with it.
I took the bus each way and had an incredible experience getting to know a recently released inmate (released that day!) who happened to get out early on good behavior. He was charming and hilarious and not to mention extremely candid about what put him in prison in the first place. I took breaks from conversation to admire the rolling hills of corn and soy and developed a deep respect for a land so prolific in feeding so many people.
Back in Bettendorf in preparation for the incredible feast and frenzie of 30 family members, we baked and cooked and cleaned and mowed... It was quite the process but well worth the efforts. We were rewarded one day with the sight of Hot Air Balloons right overhead.
