I am absolutely besotted with wind turbines. Sure, some people think that they are a blot on the landscape, ugly and noisy, but I love them.
I love the job they are doing. I love their presence. I love that strange noise when I am really close to them. I love everything about them.
I hadn't given them a great deal of thought until two incidents:
1 Seeing for the first time a real wind farm not just a few turbines in specific areas but hundreds standing proud in symmetry covering swathes of land.
2 Being right beneath one, sitting eating sandwiches, in northern Spain whilst on the Camino de Santiago.
We have quite a lot where I live but as I get closer and closer to one I am always in awe of its size and beauty!
Nothing spiritual or anything just ........well..............
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