Indiana Wind Farm

Posi and I both love looking at wind farms. Here's a view in the midst of the giant Fowler Ridge Wind Farm in northern Indiana. The farm consists of about 355 wind turbines generating around 600MW. I have more from this farm to post.

I wonder all the time, as I drive through wind farms, what the pioneer settlers of the land would have thought if they knew that, someday, there would be these monstrous pylons six or eight times the height of their houses, topped with immense fan blades, all spinning away as far as the eye can see. Such a strange concept to juxtapose with the old, abandoned farm buildings here and there, probably remaining from property consolidation due to automation and technological development. Those buildings make me nostalgic, inspiring thoughts of forgotten history and experiences in the shadow of these turbines.

Unicycles, huh?

Everything but unicycles, huh? I gotcha covered.

I couldn't resist the photo op. (Thanks to my brother T for riding out with me and pushing the button.)

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I want to get most of the packing done well in advance so I don't have to rush at the end. Sadly, I just ran out of boxes. I'll have to take another late-night trip to Woodman's this week. I don't want to stay up late though; I'm tired. And I have early morning plans this week.

Scattered Belongings

I completely fail at this living in two places thing. Last time, I left my shoes in Kenosha. This time, I left my bicycle keyring in Evanston. I was going to do a hundred mile ride tomorrow, but I would have to drive back to get the key to unlock my bike. I just don't know that I feel like dealing with that. I suppose that makes it easier to get to Woodman's for boxes.