Due to all the ballyhoo about wind turbines, I decided to see some firsthand.

Two weeks ago, we drove to Danforth. It was a beautiful day and the foliage was almost at its peak.

The turbines are on the south side of Route 169, about 5 miles west of Danforth. Suddenly, there was a huge round tower with large 100-foot blades turning slowly in a western breeze, a magnificent spine-tingling edifice made via the mind of man!

Among the God-made forest, these turbines enhance and complement each other — medical people would call it symbiotic. We sat there in wonder.

Noise? In the car, we could hear nothing. Outside, at the base of the tower, I could hear a gear-like noise. Our refrigerator makes more noise. There were 38 towers over several miles of mountain crests, each one pumping large amounts of non-polluting electricity into the grid. Awesome!

I can picture turbines on nearly every good mountain range in Maine. Why? Because oil is a finite product that will run out. Then what? Unless we use our natural sources of energy, such as wind, solar and nuclear power, we will be cold in the winter and hot in the summer.

If you haven’t seen these turbine beauties, before you condemn them, take a look. You will be impressed by their elegance and beauty. Then, put your rational common sense into gear and you’ll realize the need for the power produced by these magnificent, opulent, man-made beauties.

Camille Gardner, Lewiston