This summer, while at Baltimore Yearly Meeting, I went to a wonderful workshop: “God, the Chesapeake and Us.” At its conclusion, participants were asked to promise to do ONE THING to change how we lived. So, because the woman sitting next to me had mentioned them, I’d promised myself to check out “wind credits”—although I still don’t know what she was talking about. When I returned home, I promptly forgot my promise. (Looking at my notes re that workshop, the workshop leader had lots to say re covenants. Guess it’s a good thing I’m not God, huh?)
But while moseying around while researching how the electricity currently powering this computer, the radio softly playing in the background, my space heater et al, I found this re a New England-based Wind Fund.
[* Written a day early!]