Posted by meli on Sunday, June 19, 2011 in going green and simple living, social justices and controversial topics, travel | No comments
I absolutely love wind mills (or wind turbines, if you so prefer).
There's something so majestic and peaceful about them,
and I feel a sort of kindredship with them.
Standing there; blowin' in the wind, but sturdy in their strength.
Standing there; looking as though they are about to propel out into the world, yet bound firmly in place by obligation.
Standing there; simple in theory and design, but there's a level of complexity involved in really getting to know what and how this piece of equipment can work with and for you.
They're beautiful.
I Love Them!
This particular wind farm is along I-65 in Indiana. Not quite as impressive as the wind farm outside of Palm Springs, CA ... but still wonderful.
Alternative Energy Rocks!
And Happy Father's Day!
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