After a short rainfall douses the mill in downtown Fergus Falls, the river next to the brick walls swells and the sounds of water overtakes the echos of the nearby bars. Reflections are on the foundation of the former distribution and rail building.
Looking toward downtown, one is reminded that when Stahlmann built here in 1855 that it was on the very edge of the city.
“To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee, And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.” ― Emily Dickinson
A side view of the oven pusher from the ground. The tallest coal bunker looks tiny in the distance, though on the scale of the factory it’s practically on top of me as I’m taking the picture.
This gives you a sense for what it looks like to stand on the roof of the main production building at sunset.
This low brick building is interesting to me.
The fantastic red elevator that is Pool #61, built 1928.
Looking up the tallest structure left at ACME.
A morning shower made the plant’s metal siding shake… probably nothing, though, compared to when the furnaces were blasting. The objects on the ground are molten ore containers.