On a winter day in
upstate New York the sun sets over the hill,
light reflected off the snow preserves the day a little
longer in the short season. Over the hill and down in the next valley is Cayuga
Lake, one of the deepest lakes on the North American continent. Ithaca is there, too; known as the the Athens of upstate, the place where
Ezra Cornell founded one of the first coeducational colleges in the United States in 1865. No backwater then or now. The town in the photograph is Groton and its resident photographer, Verne Morton, an amateur naturalist whose photos were used to illustrate nature guides published by Anna Botsford Comstock and Liberty Hyde Bailey, two of the early coeds to graduate from Cornell University.
Groton is a village in the southern part of the Owasco Lake watershed, which is another
way of saying that if the glacier that dug the trench had melted faster,
Groton would be underwater. To be
precise Groton, like the mythical Breton city of Ys, would be at the bottom of a lake. As things turned out the glaciers retreated without leaving much ice behind so Groton sits in a valley - or more romantically, a phantom lake. People who dismiss interstate highways as
boring underestimate the places they pass through; heading south
from Syracuse along Interstate 81 en route to Groton and Ithaca, you
travel through a valley that could have been a Finger Lake.
When you live in the
Finger Lakes you learn the glacial language of eskers,
moraines, and drumlins. Eskers are long,
twisty ridges that resemble snakes when viewed from the air; being composed of sand and gravel they
are ready made roadbeds.
The word drumlin has its origins
in old Irish, meaning ‘little ridge.’ Its characteristically gentle, rolling
shape has been likened to a series of half-buried eggs. And lastly is the humble moraine, basically
just a jumble of leftover glacial junk.
Phantom lakes and buried eggs.....how did these things become part of the landscape?
If you have ever
dragged your fingers through sand on a beach, you have rehearsed the path that
the Laurentide glaciers carved when they retreated northward during the Pleistocene
period. At a point that became the
south end of trough, the glacier began its earth-moving operation. Digging deeply, pushing and tossing dirt and stone to the sides, its path becoming shallower and broader as it went. As it moved the
glacier started to melt from all that friction, and the rate of melt determined whether the trench became a valley or a lake. In photographs, the
southern ends of the Finger Lakes resemble nothing so much as Scandinavian fjords; however the areas between lakes are rolling hills
rather than rocky clefts. Cayuga and
Seneca Lakes are so deep that they do not freeze over in winter.
When Groton was
incorporated in 1860 there were 569 inhabitants; since then the population has
quadrupled but the village still looks much as it did in Morton's photograph taken a century ago. The hedgerows and fences on the hill
are the visible reminders of the military lots, so-called, rewards for service during the Revolutionary War. Settlers came to farm, displacing the Iroquois who had cultivated the land for centuries, but the new people
were in a hurry and they burned what contending revolutionary armies had left
intact Historian Barbara Graymont has
described the soldiers as engaged in “ a strange
task indeed for men at arms - a warfare against vegetables.” Fertile farmlands, apple, plum, and peach
orchards, and cornfields taller than the humans who cultivated them, all were
laid waste during Sullivan's campaign against the British.
By the time Verne Morton took this picture there was little old growth forest left in upstate New
York.
Verne Morton (1868-1945) lived in Groton all his
life; he began taking photographs in
1896. What prompted his interest is unclear but the detailed documentation he
left in 12,000 negatives and the
consistent clarity of his prints testify to its importance in his life; this was an avocation rather than a
hobby. It is tempting to view these images through a haze of nostalgia, specially the ones that include human figures., dressed in what, to our eyes, are quaint outfits. Children do make for sweet images, but the girls and boys Morton photographed at George Junior Republic were not ordinary children, their behavior had been judged "negative and serious as to require supervision." In today's parlance, they were PINS, juvenile persons in need of supervision.
Morton's photographs of people and places in and around Groton, Freeville, and Dryden are more than curiosities, they are documents of a history inscribed on the land for eyes curious to see. I think Morton would have appreciated geographer Yi-Fu Tuan’s concept of geopiety, an attitude toward the land he defines as “full of numina or local powers,” another version of the wisdom of the Iroquois.
Morton's photographs of people and places in and around Groton, Freeville, and Dryden are more than curiosities, they are documents of a history inscribed on the land for eyes curious to see. I think Morton would have appreciated geographer Yi-Fu Tuan’s concept of geopiety, an attitude toward the land he defines as “full of numina or local powers,” another version of the wisdom of the Iroquois.
For further reading:
Barbara Graymont – Seneca in Handbook of North American Indians, 15, Washington,
D.C., Smithsonian Institution: 1978.
Verne Morton - Winter Sunset Near Groton, 1904, History Center of Tompkins County, Ithaca.
2 comments:
Your posts are informative and thought provoking! My grandparents had a summer home on Canandaigua Lake, one of the fingerlakes along with Cuyoga. This photo is really mesmerizing.
Katherine, I should have mentioned the book "Great Possibilities: 150 Verne Morton Photographs by Ronald E. Ostmanm published by Six Mile Creek Press i Ithaca, NY (2010). Thank you, Katherine. Lucky you to spend summers in Cananadaigua Lake. But each one of the Finger Lakes has charms.
Morton's prints are extremely fine. He photographed many typical scenes of small town life, to be sure. He also took a series of intriguing photos at the George Junior Republic reform school. It's easy to take his landscape photography for granted when the Finger Lakes offer such an abundance of breathtaking vistas. The view from the sixth floor at the Herbert Johnson Museum, if you haven't been there, makes me feel that I'm a bird circling Cayuga Lake.
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