Sometime soon, maybe in early 2016, someone will have this view from their office or condo.
This battlement-like tower is the first thing one sees coming to Old Taylor from Frankfort.
Watching the comings and goings of doctors, nurses and new patients was a mainstay of asylum routine; one can find it easy to imagine pale faces pressed against the block glass windows, staring out at the world moving past them.
The concrete walls, heavy steel blast doors, and plastic roof tell me that this was one of the shell loading buildings.
Looking toward Sleeping Giant from the workhouse.
Looking at the concrete headframe from street level. Acros 100 in Pentax 67
Water turned the taconite powder into a rusty, slippery paste… everywhere the water pooled up, doubling the beauty from certain special angles.