Driving across America, one gets a feel for how large and varied is our country. In Oklahoma, I soared through miles and miles of wind farms. I know that some communities have fought against these turbines, referring to them as “eye pollution” but I thought they were beautiful. I could have spent hours just watching them spin.
Approaching Shamrock, Texas, the town where I spent last night, I saw multiple storms dumping rain twenty miles away. I was like driving under a gigantic, gray sponge.
Dear Sean,
I love this photo. I’m the director of an MFA program in creative writing at the University of Central Oklahoma and we’re looking for a cool photo of a wind farm for an advertisement and brochure. Any chance we might have your permission to use this one? Please let me know if it’s a possibility.
Thanks!
Connie Squires