The Windmills Of Your Mind...

It used to be the towering metal electricity pylons that stood high above the ground, imposing themselves in urban landscape images. Now, it's the ever-increasing wind turbines that sprout like giant flowers from the earth.

With the pylons there is often the sound of the electricity crackling through the wires as you pass underneath. With the turbines there is the woosh as the air is carved through with the constant turning of the blades. And as I looked along the line as they spread out towards the horizon, I was reminded of the opening lines of the title song from the film The Thomas Crown Affair...

Round like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel, never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel.