I admit it - I have an unmanageable fascination with windmills - all the sizes, shapes, and colors supply an almost endless opportunity for another 'kodak moment'. If you're tired of looking at windmills, you'll probably want to skip this blog.
If I were well educated in regards to the shapes of windmills I would be able to say why some are two-pieced and others are solid. But alas, I have no idea - which adds to the mystique.
This one in the Leidschendam area sits on top of a house.
This one is on the road from Utrecht to Amsterdam. We pass it frequently on the freeway.
This beauty is in Schiedam, one of the areas where Linford served his first mission.
We took a trip to Groningen and caught this one from the highway. The blades were actually turning.
I've only seen two white ones. This one is in the city of Zoetermeer, the city where the Hague Temple is located.
This gorgeous example was recently restored and moved to Keukenhof - the famous flower garden.
The Old Versus The New
Side by side we see a picturesque, traditional windmill and a modern windmill used to generate electricity.
And we can't forget Kinderdijk in the snow.
There are 19 here.