When I Talk To You, The Wind Farms Are Alive

When I Talk To You, The Wind Farms Are Alive

I have stared out to sea a lot the last couple of days. I feel so unbelievably lucky to live near the offshore wind farms. They are my church, my cathedral. They are my ultimate personal cathedral. I just got off the phone with one my my parents and my whole childhood came back. My whole magical childhood in Luxembourg. Night of reading Narnia together in the bunk beds. Nights of stargazing with my dad. We would go and look for Venus together deep in the woods. 

This remains one of the most beautiful and amazing gifts I have ever had in my life. Now the village I grew up in is surrounded by wind farms. And I don’t think that that is a coincidence. I love the wind farms so so much

And I love my magical childhood and the memories of looking for all of the stars
Thank you 
A photo of me in front of a golden tree

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