Small stained panes and orange brick. I had no idea when I took this picture that the colored glass would turn the insides of the mill into a bright aquamarine. It was a beautiful intersection of nature and industry, in the most unintended way.
The roof has been replaced since this was taken. Hopefully, that will stem the water damage.
Like looking out of an airship.
The barracks are being reclaimed by nature.
Small rooms in the basement of the asylum were seemingly too tiny to be used, even for storage.
“Paint the fence,” they said, but I don’t feel like it… who cares, anyway.
The spiral staircase ends in the basement, where two oil tanks (for the lantern) and a freshwater tank (for the Keeper) were stored. The basement consists of two long arched vaults like this.
Above the offices is this little section of factory that still has strips of wood flooring. This may be where the upholstery was cut.
Looking across a skyway at the dust-collecting funnels, one of the few pieces of equipment that haven’t been completely decimated by time and the elements.