Big Pinwheels in the Sky
When I was a young child, I saw my first wind turbine in the hills of Iowa when my family was driving from Michigan to Colorado. Many people consider them an eyesore, but I thought they looked absolutely wonderful. They were like giant pinwheels that I thought could fly into the sky at any moment. Soaring through the clouds like an adventurer that doesn’t know where they’re going, but simply enjoying the journey. Quite a dazzling life to give a wind turbine, isn’t it?