Peacefulness

I’ve always thought windmills are beautiful. These mammoth towers are planted in fields, on hills and even in oceans.  When I was in Minnesota, I made a pilgrimage to a wind-farm in-progress.  A delivery had been made and I was able to get pretty close to one of the rotor blades lying supine on the field.  I had no idea how big they actually are!

There’s something about the peacefulness I see when driving by one of these farms.  There’s something about the heaven-reaching white pillars with agonizingly slow blades turning against the robin-blue backdrop of the sky.  From the road, they just look like, well life at rest in a way.

If you search Google for 'windmills', it takes less than a second to reveal 108 million results including pictures and opinions of all types.  Like any topic today, some of us promote favor and some strenuously object.