Look beneath your feet. Can you see the water? Search deeper. Listen. It’s there – whether as a trickle, roar, hiss, or crash. It’s running through pipes, hidden caves, water parks, and creeks. Negotiating it’s flow with highways, hurricane barriers, infill, and great piles of garbage. Surrounding us as puddles, ponds, lakes, and rivers that all feed into the bay.
If you’re in Providence, it’s likely that 250 years ago you would find yourself knee-deep in a swamp or submerged underneath the Great Salt Cove. Travel back even further, say 50,000 years, and you’d be under 4,000 feet of ice.
We’re a collective of curious people tracing the pathways of Providence’s water and amplifying the stories it tells.
Will you join us?