Blown sideways

I spotted this Morton County windmill while chasing down something on one of my “lists” of potential photo opportunities, and I had to stop to take a look.

I’ve chased more windmills than Don Quixote since I got into photography as a hobby, and each one has its own character. This is particular true of the gnarly ones.

I love the curvature of this one along with the fact that the head reminds me of when my mohawk would lose its integrity and start to fall over! That was a long time ago, though…I don’t think I’ll do the mohawk thing again.

Isn’t this some magnificent geometry, tragic though it may be? I love the old windmills, and I’ve got even more of them to share before I run out of summer and autumn photos to post. Stay tuned.

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