Note the wood and rubber wheels on this powder cart.
The workshop and parts room was full of light and meticulously sorted bolts, nuts, washers, gaskets, and all sorts of specialty hardware.
A cloud moves across the attic in front of the window. How? A photographer’s secret.
Watching the comings and goings of doctors, nurses and new patients was a mainstay of asylum routine; one can find it easy to imagine pale faces pressed against the block glass windows, staring out at the world moving past them.
I’ll remember the neon glow fondly.
The only good shot I have of the top of Battery A, in the upper left. Though it seemed to have been disused before its neighbor it had a lot less growth on it.
Old boathouses near the dock.
…a better view of the huge tailings boom stretching outside of the tailings pond.