When I had more time on my hands, I used to do a regular Thursday Night Sunset series. Lately it’s been more of a target of opportunity, as I haven’t been able to set time aside for as many photo adventures. This was from one of my favorite windmills this weekend.

I wasn’t sure what I was going to do for sunset, and then time got away from me. This was one of my “old standby” locations, and I dashed to it just in time to capture the last bits of color from the waning sunset.

I just love old farmsteads, old wellheads, and old windmills. This weekend at the downtown street fair I ran into my junior high art teacher, Mr. Paukert, who I haven’t seen since 1982 or so. As it turns out, he has an eye for the same sort of North Dakota features, and was selling his work. I was glad to see him and to be reminded that I’m not the only one with a soft spot for the sights of North Dakota.