When we lived closer to the land
And time was measured by a trickle of sand
Before they mined the coal
To pollute the air and use as fuel
Before that electrifying spark
That relieved the night of dark
Then wind was used to turn wheel and sail
Working with Nature, grim or hale
One of the many windmills that were used to move water from the swampy marshes into the rivers and out to sea, long since replaced by electric-powered pumps
crispina kemp 
A good reflection of what’s lost …
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Yea and difficult not to see it where I live
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Yes progress has brought a lot of new issues
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Progress…one wonders…?
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Indeed.
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And it worked.
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Drained the marshes, yea. Before the use of the windmills, those marshes couldn’t be grazed till June or later
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Man always wants more and bigger and better. I wonder how many things I’d choose to back to … Wonderfully done, my friend.
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Thank you, Dale. Sometimes I get quite uppity about the history of this land. But without the windmills draining the marshes it would take us twice, maybe three-times longer to get into Norwich. Such is the price 🙂
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Nothing wrong with getting uppity about the history. Someone has to.
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I love this land, and care greatly about it
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It shines through.
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A hint of the anthropomorphic this week at https://bobfairfield.org/2022/12/07/crimsons-creative-challenge-213/ love these shots of once common, essential, industrial buildings.
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We no longer have them working, but we do have rather a lot of their shells!
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