A facade that tells the story of demolition and neglect. The sign on the garage door indicates that if one finds themselves there, that they enter the buildings at their own risk. If only property owners in the US took this philosophy!
This tree caught my eye. Note the bench swing near it. Portra 160.
Some guerilla art for passing drivers on I-94 East to enjoy. Artist unknown.
Before the clouds broke, I snapped this profile of the dumping control room and its spiral staircase. These are the colors that I dream in.
So much relies on one thing stacked on top of another thing.
A view of the government presses, with pages of law across the floor covered in footprints.
A huge steel tank, one of several left over, left over from either the Ashland Oil or Allied Chemical periods.
This ruin was once the Toltec Mine, a producing gold and silver claim that operated into the 1940s.
One of the covered rail loading docks. All of them were overgrown and rust-clad.