The bricks are decaying at different rates at this corner, making it especially colorful.
In the quality assurance labs there is a old safe.
These ruins of buildings recovered acid from the explosives line to be recycled.
A splash of pink across an otherwise boring sign caught my eye in the old elevator.
On the left are rows of dayrooms; on the right is one of two long hallways which connect the two halves of the hospital. The large, center section of the hallway would fit chairs for patients to look out on the gardens. They called it a conservatory. This hallway would be as close as some patients would get to nature.
This big rusty sphere hides behind the incomplete 5-stack.
Wind took the spring melt on the trees growing in taconite pellets and made it airborne. Loading chutes in the background.
Looking up from the ground floor at the various levels of the sugar mill.
I really like the way this high-ceilinged room is decaying. Well, decayed. It’s demolished now.