Devastated by
years of drought, California farmers hire dowsers to locate their water,
exposing the power of belief.
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| Lois Parshley. |
The highway to Oroville, a small town in California’s
Central Valley, runs into the foothills of the Sierra Nevada. As the road and
the temperature climb, the neon lights of the valley’s box stores give way to
orchards. Before the weather changed, this was a good place for fruit. Along
the highway, hand-painted posters flash: ‘Fresh! Peaches’. The town was founded
during the Gold Rush, and although today it’s home to more farmers than miners,
it’s still a place where people search for what they don’t have. ‘Severe
drought,’ highway signs blink. ‘Limit outdoor watering.’ There’s been no rain
here since April, and the land is so dry even the moonlight is dusty. I’ve
travelled 3,000 miles to California looking for a woman looking for water. I’ve
come to a desert.
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by by Lois Parshley - “Climate of doubt.”

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