Looking out toward Redore from the second floor of the workshop. This is why I love living in Minnesota.
Designed by Taylor himself, the spring house was the site of many parties in its day. You can imagine sipping fresh-tapped whiskey here with your Sunday clothes with soft music and the sounds of the river mixing in the background. Note the key-hole-shaped spring hole.
A multi-family home with an attic bedroom. The staircase was unstable, to say the least.
A switch for the yard engines, now on the edge of the property where nobody will find it.
Steel mine hoists, near the place they worked, wait for scrap prices to justify their final removal from Osceola, Michigan.
During the Cold War, the Air Force used the radar station to train bombardiers in radar-guided ordinance.
2005. Looking across the Mississippi from a park the night after the first snow.
Looking at the last wall of the hotel from the banks of the river.
Algae grows where water flows/From the sawtooth roof/To the mines below/The sun climbs high/But is in no one’s eyes/A wall alone crumbles/It was no suprise