A wind turbine on a misty day
A spinning wind turbine on a moodly misty day
It is unreal how tall wind turbines are.
Such a moody capture of tall turbines
Might be a small waterfall, but there is still power flowing.
Trickling down a little hill, the water flows.
So much power behind such a little waterfall
Canadian Gold - Maple Syrup - flows from trees to vats.
Down trees, down leaves and water flowing down the hill!
Snow left behind slowly melting and adding fuel to the fire.
Flowing water trickles down river.
Carving its way down the hill and around the rocks.
Sails in the distance, on land, in land.
Wind blows as the sails flap about.
Just behind the trees, the steeple stands tall!
Snow has melted & revealed sand & iron left behind.
Sails are raised so it doesn't blow away!
Lines, guides, masts, skeleton pieces holding it all together.
Dock out of water, rocky shores and the river that flows within it's confines.
Memories from beyond the grave.
Brick, cement, holding it all together creating something new even in old.
Stain glass windows and the steeple above.
The sails in the distance beyond the grave.
Standing tall above all!
A raven overlooks rests on the top branch
Always vigilant, always looking
In life and in death, history is all around.
How old is old and how young is young?
But never forgotten
Rest in peace.
All of the tombstones face the back - towards the water, looking to be carried away
