This picture was taken in South Dakota in 1999; a patch of grass on a tract of native mixed-grass prairie. It was shot on Agfa Ultra 50 as a color negative with a Hasselblad 503CX and a 180mm lens.
We traveled from Minneapolis into the northern plains of the Dakotas that June, an area which saw considerable change a few years later with the crunch of a massive oil boom. I haven’t been back to the region since, but memories of the landscape remain (as they do for an earlier trip taken in 1982).
There were others who brought a lens to the high plains:
John Vachon who photographed the North Dakota winter during during the depression for the FSA, Terrence Malick with “Days Of Heaven” (easily his best film, if you ask me). And David Plowden (whose Sierra Club Book “Floor Of The Sky” was like a breeze from an open window back in the salad days).

I remember seeing these prairie lands in South Dakota a few years back. I thought it was breathtaking but I’m just a city boy. My impression was that the folks that lived around that area sometimes didn’t appreciate the view as much as we did but I think that’s understandable.
As Joni Mitchell observed, “you don’t know what you got ’til it’s gone.” I guess we all do it some extent.
I love the motion of those grasses, John. Thanks for the interesting narrative, too.
Thanks Lynn… much appreciate your comment on this one 🌹