Time's revenges are beyond a man's foretelling. It may be that in some far distant day, when the grass is growing green on the slag-heaps of the north, and the last "gusher" has ceased its gushing forever, then, it may be, there will arise somewhere a new breed of seafarers, who shall re-learn, slowly, painfully, step by step, as did their forefathers, the ancient and honourable craft of mast and sail.
~ C. Fox Smith
Header: Lifeboat by Bo Bartlett via American Gallery
I believe that it will be so, Pauline.
ReplyDeleteTranslation: Someday, when the mine tailings have been overgrown, and the fossil fuels have run out, only then may we know ans know to value harvesting the wind again.
ReplyDeleteAnd let those who are nutty and arcane in the interim hold on to that thing worth teaching.