We
passed a windmill museum out on the plains in Limon, Colorado. I’ve
always admired windmills, but I never really thought about how they would have
evolved over the years. There are a whole bunch of different ones:
I
read all the signs and studied all the windmills. I didn’t come away an
expert. I still can’t tell one from another even with the help of the
narrative for each.
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