The workshop and parts room was full of light and meticulously sorted bolts, nuts, washers, gaskets, and all sorts of specialty hardware.
A back-lit tree with the silhouette of a roof spire in the background.
I really liked the bulky pillars on this outer-ring cottage.
Sidewalks to a boarded barracks, each making the other obsolete in the night.
Like a railgun pointed at the Rockies… the boom would direct tailings–junk rock–outside of the dredge pond.
Presumably, in a nuclear blast the antenna would be blown flat and pop back up, allowing communication even after a near-direct hit.
This was one of two skyways that went between production line offices. It’s easy to tell because it’s not reinforced for machinery to travel through it. I also like that it’s a double-decker, so to speak.
The Engine House’s boiler, which would have been fired all day all day, virtually from the day the shop opened until the day it closed.
Above the offices is this little section of factory that still has strips of wood flooring. This may be where the upholstery was cut.