Ladders crawl the back of the signs. Graffiti writers’ right of passage.
A panoramic view of the Ambassador Bridge, Detroit River and downtown from the roof of the 1925 warehouse. Ready to move to Detroit?
The end of Dock 5 is warped and bent from a rail accident that left some ore cars swinging like a stringy wrecking ball into the end of the superstructure and accompanying stair. The stairs are still navigable, but it wasn’t recommended by the CN workers that were with me.
Seven TV sets and not one shows my reflection. I’d also like to point out not two of these are the same.
Kate in the crow’s next… very shaky by the time she got to it.
Fergus Falls State Hospital. Well, technically moonlight… but a with stars nonetheless! The orange glow from the left and in the rear of the building are exterior lights on associated–former State Hospital–buildings. All other light is from the full moon that evening.
The orange bars were secured to the tunnel walls to support electric lines for the mine carts. Lower parts of the sand mines were allowed to flood. The water was perfectly still, and made for a mud so thick it could suck off your boots.
These pools looked into the cribbing below the concrete.
One boat comes into port while three wait. The birds, fat from spilled grain, circle overhead. Arista 100.