Windmill (aka Old Bonegrinder)
The Old Svalich Road winds its way through the mountainous terrain, descending into the fog-filled valley below. An old windmill stands tall on a hill, its weathered blades creaking as they turn in the thick misty air. A path leads from the road and up the hill to the windmill, the way is steep and overgrown with weeds. The scene evokes a sense of neglect and abandonment, with few signs of life.. It’s as if the windmill has been forgotten by time and left to slowly deteriorate on its own.