Maine used to be called Vacationland. With the fast-tracked proliferation of hundreds of awful-sounding industrial wind turbines in Maine’s beautiful mountains and along our precious seashores… who will want to visit. Gone they will be, the tourists, the outdoors enthusiasts… once quiet hamlets nestled in the valleys deserted and empty, rendered useless, once bucolic wilds lorded night and day by the mindless chaotic threshing of untamed works for profit.
Meanwhile, there are those who work singly and together to create incredible, harmonious sounds that uplift the soul.
We are at a crossroads each moment where we choose what we want to create in this world with our work, our play, and our lives.
What are YOU choosing? When all is said and done, what will you be remembered for? What legacy will you leave in your name?