I feel about monstrosity power lines as I do about wind turbines. I don’t appreciate their visual impact upon the land.
These towering giants, in my opinion, mar the landscape, distract and detract, cause me to feel small, unsettled and insignificant in their presence.
Perhaps it’s just the southwestern Minnesota prairie rooted girl in me who values her horizon wide and broad and vertically interrupted only by grain elevators, water towers, silos and groves of trees.
I wonder if my grandparents felt the same about the early rural electric co-op poles and lines strung along gravel township roads, the cement stave silos popping up on farms…old water-pumping windmills abandoned.
I felt a certain discontent when blue Harvestore silos began soldiering into southwestern Minnesota decades ago. They lacked personality and represented, to me, the demise of the small family farm.
These are my thoughts as I travel through my native prairie today. Progress does not always please me. Visually or otherwise.
Photos © Copyright 2014 Audrey Kletscher Helbling