It used to be simple rolling green farm land, pastures, wheat fields and dry dessert.
The landscape now has an alien, other-worldly, futuristic-movie kind of feel.
But these wind turbines are also strangely...mesmerizing and peaceful. They are slowly, silently, constantly turning, turning, turning...
The boys and I recently read about the colonial wind powered mills that were built by the dutch in New York (New Amsterdam) in the seventeenth century. The modern wind mills are nothing like their ancestors.
These are sleek and minimalist. Alien.
But in a strange way....