10/12: on to a better future

Our house had a well windmill when we bought it.  It was no longer attached to a well, and it wouldn't have been easy to attach it to our well, so it was a large, lovely, creaky feature at the top of our hill.  Its wooden mounting was starting to have serious challenges, and we realized that it would have to be dismantled sooner rather than later so that it wouldn't someday crash onto our car port.  A man answered an ad Chris put out, and he came today with a hydraulic lift and spent the late morning and early afternoon taking the windmill apart and packing it up.  He plans to use it, so our windmill has moved on to its third life.  I will miss its sound, but I think it will be glad to be working again.