Zachary Taylor’s very own Scottish castle, spring-side in the Kentucky backcountry. Boarded and waiting, but in surprisingly good condition, considering the decades. I especially love the tower on the right side of the frame.
The clock, which was sold after Amtrak dumped the building, was returned to the Waiting Room in 2005.
The bathtub fell into the basement, ala The Miller’s Tale. That’s right. Chaucer.
A row of security lights line the roof of the power station.
The end of the monorail in the nitrating house.
No matter what environmental disasters industry throws at Mother Earth, she will bounce back.
The front door to the auditorium.
In the Lime House, the sunset picked-up the last light of day to make this image. Lime is used in the beet sugar refinement process to reduce the acidity of the beet juice mixture.
Standing on a caustic tank with my head out a roof hatch, I look at the sign of the last brand to be produced here.