Change is inevitable

Still producing...

Old things are passed away; behold, all things are become new.

It was incongruous to pass through the open range land of the Oklahoma panhandle and northwest Texas and see windmills. Not just old fashion stock mills with their circle of vanes romantically catching the wind but the immense new wind generators claw their way slowly through the air.

There's a lot of abandoned homes when you're miles from a town or city. Life is tough.

Change is inevitable. The old windmill still pulls water up for the stock but now it shares a space with towering generators.  And don't you know that when those windmills were introduced, they were the latest and greatest thing.

Panorama of.... nothing. Welcome to the high plains desert.