Aloft here in my tower,
With my granite jaws I devour
The maize, and the wheat, and the rye,
And grind them into flour.
I look down over the farms;
In the fields of grain I see
The harvest that is to be,
And I fling to the air my arms,
For I know it is all for me...Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Thought we could give the windmill a name - ideas?????????
8 comments:
Long Tall Sally.
Stretch.
Leggy Lorraine with her head in the clouds.
Wheeler Dealer!
Milton.
too tall jones
Here in Australia, the name Rusty never goes astray for these things,as most of the time they are run down and dilapidated. How about Lofty.
Big bird?
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