Life is interconnected and so are the topics on this blog. It might be cooking and gardening one day, yoga the next, knitting and sewing, or hiking and then bird watching followed by recycling or composting. They are the parts that bring humble joy to my life of voluntary simplicity in Montana.
Thursday, November 1, 2012
The Wind Farm
On one of our tie-dye vending trips over the summer we made a special point of planning
our route home to pass through a large wind farm in the area. I've seen
many windmills, but only once (along the Columbia) have I seen a large
number of them all in one place. They are sort of eerie in a way. The
way they spin and tower over you. The way they stand in row after row
against the horizon. The place had a rather surreal feeling to it. But, cool, too. A charged sort of atmosphere which seems quite appropriate. I sure admired them spinning away--making lights turn on, ovens heat up, washing machines churn--from wind, from air.
know wind turbines have problems of their own--like birds hitting the
blades and the changes of pressure caused by the spinning action which can harm bats--but coal and oil harms birds and bats, too and I would venture to say that their
impacts are much farther reaching and harder to mitigate. In places
like this--where the winds blow almost constantly across the plains--I
think it is a superb that we're trying to harness that force to provide
the electricity we so desire.
Solar power, wind power, and
reducing our demand for electricity (that last one it a big one!). I
hope to keep seeing more and more of these things in Montana and around the world.