The sign that greets visitors to the ghost town of Colmor. Nothing says ‘welcome’ like birdshot.
The last time the city sealed this door, they must have been changing out old road signs.
One of the occupied buildings in Nevadaville.
After a short rainfall douses the mill in downtown Fergus Falls, the river next to the brick walls swells and the sounds of water overtakes the echos of the nearby bars. Reflections are on the foundation of the former distribution and rail building.
These tubes would bring cement to the top of the plant for storage in the silos.
Summertime is when Duluth goes to the lakeside to listen to music, visit traveling fairs, and talk to neighbors about the smell of the lake. As seen from the castle walls.
Each room is painted a different hue, so the light reflecting into the hallway carries those colors. The blue padding on the left is for one of the padded rooms…
The annex casts a long shadow over its old headhouse and the former UGG (currently Vitera C) elevator. Arista 100.
Fall fog swept up from the river valley, making the building look more like it felt–a ghost, out of time and place.