The top floor of the apartment seemed so empty without the furniture that once adorned it. Instead, my eyes were drawn to the worn paths in the floor between the rooms.
One of my favorite photos of the ADM-Delmar #1 skyway, when it stood. Taken at sunset, with the reflection of the overcast sky in the remaining windows.
Books in nooks and not getting a look… about the crook with hooks that cooks.
Where the tailings boom meets the mill.
The office was redder than the rest of the building.
In the middle of one of the outlying cottages, perhaps the Masonic Cottage–it was too damaged to tell, really–are these pair of skinny doors that led from patient rooms to a common area with rotting shag carpet.
The historical entrance.
Looking into the main workhouse from the skyway into the annex elevator. But who care? Look at the colors!