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New kid on the block

Don't get me wrong, I am a firm believer in renewable energy.  You can't live close the the sea, and in a windy part of the country, without realising that to harness the constant energy created by these resources, is not a really good idea.  The outline of the Lammermuir Hills, on the other side of the valley, is punctuated by wind turbines.  There are a number of wind farms over that way.  They are part of the landscape now.

However, I wasn't prepared for the new kid on the block.  He arrived a couple of days ago. Those of you who are familiar with the running wave, will know that I am rather keen on a certain viewpoint.  It has now changed, and I'm a bit fed up.
I suppose it's no worse than the telegraph poles, marching across the landscape.  From this spot, it doesn't look that big, but, believe me, driving around the locality, you can see it from everywhere!  Mr Gaucho and I have often discussed that it might be more fun if they would paint these turbines in different colours.  Camouflage might work for this one!

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  1. Oh dear... View has changed somewhat!
    I agree with the camouflage idea!
    I always think of War of the Worlds when I see them!
    Here in Oz great controversy over them!
    Farmers get paid ALOT of money to have them situated on their land!
    But some say the noise created by them has affected people's mental health.. Sickness etc etc... This usually seems to come from the farmers whose land isn't suitable!!!!!
    TONY ABBBOT - then made some very stupid remarks about health issues from them ... As usual open mouth before engaging brain... Err what brain!!!!!
    Anyhooo they are abit of an eye sore but quite mesmerising when you get up close and personal! X

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  2. A sore subject for me. When wind turbines first appeared I couldn't see why people were objecting to them. Time has passed and the numbers of wind turbines in my beautiful county of Cornwall has increased to such an extent that there's barely a scenic landscape left that isn't spoiled by these things. I hate them now!

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  3. I have to agree, I am going off them now. Many in the Lammermuirs are hidden amongst the hills, but they do interrupt the skyline in other places, which I think is a shame. Our British landscape is one of the things that makes this country still great. Human endeavour seems to be doing everything it can to diminish it in other ways! I think they should put some of these wind farms out at sea. And what about harnessing the waves - they are constant! Thank you for your message. Good to hear from you. A

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