There’s much ado about the use … and investment … into the wind turbine business. We have a few of them here in central Ohio. The one in the photo is at Glacier Park in Dublin and it provides electricity for the park lights.
Some states with persistent strong winds have acres of them. The first time I saw one of the big wind farms was perhaps 20 years ago on a business trip to California. East of Los Angeles there was a huge farm which I suppose took advantage of the Santa Ana winds. I saw another such farm when driving between Amarillo and Albuquerque where the winds rush down off the Rocky Mts.
Now that the big behemoths are in the news, we’re learning that millions of birds are killed as they try to fly through the farm and that the ground temperature is increased, so they’re not as “green energy” as once thought.
When I was young, growing up in the rural part of Knox County, it was fairly common to see windmills on farms. There was one at my uncle’s house that I believe pumped up well water. Not sure how it did that as I was too young to understand how it worked. I mainly remember that it squeaked when the blades went round and round. It was a soothing, rhythmic squeak … comforting like an old squeaky rocking chair or porch swing. I doubt that any birds died as a result of its use.
This old photo of my uncle’s home was probably taken around 1908-10 when my grandparents owned it. I cropped out the family that was in the lower part of the pic because they look like a family that should be in the “Deliverance” movie. 🙂 That’s the front of the house. Imagine having one of the new turbines next to your front door.