Soft rain on Vulcan’s ashy pyre… Both of these peaks are dead volcanos, too hard to be totally washed away by storms. As a result, they seem to rise dramatically from the flat valley.
The vibrant colors clashed with the silent hotel.
This room on the top floor of one of the oldest buildings has seemingly not changed since it was adapted for employee use. Some sections of the hospital were adapted for staff to live in. Paying Patient Ward–where capable patients were separated from wards of the state.
It’s almost hard to tell whether the colors come from oil in the water or the colorful glass lit up by the Michigan sunset.
Almost all of the doors and windows on the ground floor have been boarded, leaving the ground level very dark.
The remains of the site radar beside the command building.
Either the company was pulling parts from this evaporator to use as parts for other plants, or the last thing the workers did was to get this machine ready for the next campaign. Either way, plans changed.
Seven TV sets and not one shows my reflection. I’d also like to point out not two of these are the same.
A panorama of the dock buildings, before the left one was demolished.