A rail maintenance building. I liked the color of the tree against the peeling red paint.
Dr. Muchow’s offices stand near his ‘new’ mill, but they show evidence of vandalism.
Where the bricks jumped and wood followed, water runs amok.
Looking from abandoned to active. The end of Dock 6 often has a crane and some shacks on it, as the chutes aren’t used anymore. Instead, conveyors are installed on the land-side of the dock that fill docked vessels, making the end of the dock little more than a breakwater and a place to park repair and recovery equipment.
From the bottom of the skyway I looked back, my eyes tracing the vines from the marsh up the smokestacks to the perfect Midwestern sky.
A bedroom, from the basement. The Dog Days are Over.
A midwestern jungle surrounds the meat packing plant.
Between blizzards on the hill, I look out over the Chateau. Kodak Portra 400 on Voightlander Bessa.
The lower door is where the rocket exhaust would flow into the blast pit during initial launch. The upper doors would vent the rocket so the erector and other equipment in the building would not be (as) damaged.