My Kind of Windmills

Windmills Of All Shapes And Sizes

If you have followed this blog since the beginning then you know that I love windmills. Usually what I end up photographing are actually wind turbines, but I still like to call them windmills. More often than not when driving down the road I see a good old fashioned windmills. I am usually on my way to a job or somewhere else. I always want to stop, but by the time I ask permission to go back and shoot the windmills and shoot it I will have lost too much time. Sometimes the windmills are in a great spot at just the right time though.

Perfect Timing At Cedar Creek

I made the above photo one night at Cedar Creek in Martinsville, Indiana. As we were leaving the light was fantastic, and the moon was even making an appearance. I am a sucker for this time of night so the fact that I had a windmill in my foreground was icing on the cake. Sometimes you really get lucky when you are out on the road. This was one of those times.

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