The Windmill

After photographing the Old House, Arturo, Fred and I continued on to a nearby farmyard.  This one was owned by the same landowner, and we had permission to photograph here as well.  The was an old windmill here, still spinning in the wind. By this point in the day the wind had picked up considerably, and become rather brisk.  In fact the forecast was calling for a major change in the weather and a cold front was supposed to be rolling in with snow and rain.  It certainly felt like it.  The windmill spun pretty freely in the breeze, though it did squeak a bit.  The crank was still working, and a connecting rod was rocking a wood lever back and forth.  There was still a waterwell beside the windmill, but it had an old hand pump on it, and was no longer connected to the mill.

There was some old junk in the small stand of trees beside the windmill.  Mostly some farm implements, and an old transmission.  There was the front grill of an old pickup truck, disconnected from the nearby cab, which was upside down.  There was also an old house, that showed some nice texture in the old weathered wood siding.  We photographed for a while at this location, before eventually continuing on our way.