The Windmills of My Mind

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I was sitting in the tall grass not far from the old windmill, watching the large, louvered sails moving in a slow circle around the windmill’s tower. It was almost mesmerizing. Then my eyes moved to the clouds overhead, traveling slowly in their journey from west to east, changing shapes as they moved across the sky.

And I wondered if it was the blades of the windmill that caused the breeze that propelled the clouds in the sky or if it was the breeze that propelled the sails of the windmill to unceasingly rotate.

I must have fallen asleep before my tired mind could conjure up an answer.


Written for Sue Vincent‘s #writephoto prompt. Photo credit: Sue Vincent. I think.

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23 thoughts on “The Windmills of My Mind”

  1. “And I wondered if it was the blades of the windmill that caused the breeze that propelled the clouds in the sky or if it was the breeze that propelled the sails of the windmill to unceasingly rotate.”

    It was your mind that caused the motion. (SUSPENSE MUSIC)

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