The plains states are flat. Yes, there are some rolling bumps you might call low hills. So, poles make a statement in the skyline. It’s harder to get an image. Any majestic landscape will minimize the poles. Any close-up covers up the majesty of the plains. Ah, the choices one makes…
I was struck by the juxtaposition of tech. A solar panel was powering an oil derrick against a background of wind turbines. Progress. The future. Symbolic. Symbolism. Irony. Mankind moving toward the future. What will our life be like when petroleum has gone? We have an elaborate road system. What will travel on it?
As the windmills capture renewable energy, it’s free right? You don’t own the wind? The old plains windmills are fading. I think they were used to pump water. You still see the quaint windmills and the farm houses one following the other. But now more and more they are dwarfed by progress. And with progress the family farm is fading into the industrial farming that requires big money and less risk. Nature prevails. And we leave behind the abandoned buildings that will gradually fall down.
Windmill farms. It’s not traditional in the conventional sense of a farm. We are in tornado alley. How appropriate. The winds sweeping down the high plains… “Oklahoma…” (the Broadway song). There is a random planned layout I assume. It looks random to me but there is an engineer somewhere who decided on placement and spacing. The giant turbines sit in the fields of multiple use. Look closely. There is a tiny little water wheel mill dwarfed by the big ones. I assume it is worth the expense. At night the warning lights all blink simultaneously. That’s kind of spooky soothing. This is the future. Renewable energy. More?