“Against the blue sky, its rusting central silos look like rising smoke meeting the last minutes of a sunset. These give way to a corrugated night sky of blue gray, punched-through with staggered four-pane windows, all glassless.”
This machine was last overhauled in February 1955, and last turned out Crepe silk, probably dress material.
This movable chute came off its rails.
Part of the back of the distribution boards; the rear of a giant remote transformer switch.
The roof could be vented when locomotives were running inside.
I liked the color of her hair against the rusty rock house and blue winter sky.
The roof was in bad shape, but too beautiful to avoid. This is the spot were I used to study medieval Latin.
Two small generators connected to a Frick steam engine.