A 1960s style TV set in a sun room at the back of the poor house. The concrete room survived the roof collapse and was full of rotten children’s books and toys. Perhaps it was where donations were sorted, or perhaps it was a nursery/orphanage area.
The power lines follow the street, down to the mineshaft. Everything revolved around the mine, it seemed.
Trees like masks.
In its last years, the church had a congregation of only about 100. It opened with 1.700…
The walls are separating on the adobe house…
In this old repair shop, vines fall from the rotting roof to meet mossy concrete. Even though it had been dry for days, water dripped in from the roof to make permanent puddles between workstations. It was full of color and sound and industry and nature.
A reminder on the Gilman union board not to buy Coors beer. Read more here: http://www.cpr.org/news/story/coors-boycott-when-beer-can-signaled-your-politics
I really liked the bulky pillars on this outer-ring cottage.
This building was 99 years old when it was demolished for the coal mine.