From Putting My Feet in the Dirt, November’s Writing prompts.

Today, “Windmill waltzes”.

I can just see those windmills waltzing across the prairies.  We don’t have windmills here.  At least I don’t think so, not that we get around much to look.  I just remember seeing them when we drove back to Saskatchewan, great fields of them slicing through the air, almost in tandem but not quite.  Not quite the advanced dance class, but impressive none the less.