Got Back Home Yesterday Evening

     Of course, I managed to get lost on the way home: got off the interstate and turned south to pick up the county road that eventually becomes Kessler Avenue.  Too bad it was north of me.  Drove into Indianapolis on 38th Street instead, only a couple of miles farther south than intended.

      I had occasion to drive near a few large windpower farms twice over the past week, and I have to tell you, Don Quixote could be onto something: the windmills might indeed be giants.  They just might.  The darned things almost look alive.  The blowing wind is a free gift, and we'd be fools if we didn't put it to a little work along the way.