We have a lake house down in the Wabash Valley, so we travel up and down Highway 41 a lot. A couple of years ago, these gorgeous Imperial Storm Trooper wind turbines went up in the fields right around Raub, Indiana. I’m going to say hundreds of them, but I’ve never really finished counting. Anyway, look at the cute lil windmill right there in the middle of them. That old girl makes me smile. She’s saying, “Fellers, I’m a-done with this here wind business. I’m a-gonna rest here and watch you boys spin around fer a change.” That’s what I’m a-gonna do, too, when I’m finished spinning around.
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