The organ and bits of glass that have lost their way. Try not to see the upside-down wooden cross dangling from the stained-glass-crown on the church’s front side. Of course, it’s to keep the loose panes from falling out onto the road in wind, but at the same time…
The State School stage, taken as it was getting scrapped.
A damaged roof channeled rain onto the adobe walls, cutting them in half. In the distance, a preserved house and the ruins of the Colmor School.
Blue plastic siding filters the summer sun, giving the otherwise reddish-brown interior a splash of color.
Looking toward the Female Infirmary Ward from the long, glass, Conservatory hallway.
The barracks are being reclaimed by nature.
A huge steel tank, one of several left over, left over from either the Ashland Oil or Allied Chemical periods.
Through a section of the tailings boom where mountain winds tore open the sheet metal around the conveyor, I poked my head out.