On Saturday, I got home from work early enough to actually do something with the day. So, we took the boys to see the windmills and to the alpaca farm...with a stop for icecream in between. (I didn't have any icecream...scouts honor...'cause I'm doing that four-letter word thing again.)
It was a fun little mini-adventure. Now, we can see the windmills on a daily basis here. They're all across the ridgetops as we drive anywhere. But we've only actually driven up this close to them a few times. And on Saturday, they were turning. Spinning. Doin' their windmill thang. It sounded like a plane going overhead. And though they've been up for a couple years now, they still seem other-wordly to me. Every. Single. Time.

It's so hard to capture the awesomeness of these things in a photo. But I really like the perspective shot below.








2 comments:
They are SO cute! Look at those furry faces! Great shots, B. :)
Thank you! :)
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