Usually, however, you just see one windmill at a time. But what if I told you there was a place where you could see dozens of windmills all gathered together? A magical place for antique windmills to go when it's time to retire? Where they spend their golden years in the company of other like-minded windmills, swapping stories about their creaky blades, or reminiscing about the big drought of aught-six?
Well, my friends, that place exists, and if you haven't guessed from the title of this post, it's called the Shattuck Windmill Park.
While the park is open for visitors daily from sunrise to sunset, the store is only open Monday-Saturday 10-4. Unfortunately I was passing through on a Sunday so I didn't get to see inside any of the buildings.
There really was a large variety of windmills - some big, some small, some made of wood, some made of metal.