Seasonal describes Green River, UT through a cycle of time.

Built around the river for which it is named, the shifting of the sun throughout the year brings a renewal of Green River’s unusually lush foliage. And as the leaves fall into autumn, so does the town.

The fields of melon crops go to seed and are milled for the next season’s planting. The local stands empty and are shut for the coming months. Its people take refuge, finding warmth from the fire and family around them. Main St, where the majority of locally owned businesses lie, slows to a trickle. The hotel parking lots stay lined with dirty ice from dustings of snow the sun won’t touch for a stretch. Only trucks pulling out of West Winds from their overnight stay, and a few locals pass by. The coffee shop seldom opens. OK Anderson park is deserted, browned from the chill. But just as the ice melts, the coffee shop parking lot is lined with morning patrons, the taco truck fills with lunch goers, and the cottonwoods grow green once again.

That stretch of the day returns, when the air is unbearable with an enveloping dry heat. The swamp cooler helps most days. But sometimes even it cannot soothe you quite enough from the sweltering out doors: all you can do is jump in the river.

Melons near their peak season of harvest and are gathered in the town’s center for Melon Days. The park bustles with people from all over, having showed up the night before to line Main St for the parade. The town shares its pride and joy throughout the weekend, a Melon Queen is named, as another season comes to a close.

Selections from a larger series. Made in coordination with the Epicenter and featured in the Green River Magazine.

See also an installation adapted from the series in September of 2015.