A row of security lights line the roof of the power station.
Daisy Mill could accept shipments from water, rail, and truck at one time. Now everything comes and goes by rail.
The complex was so big that trains could make deliveries through the middle of it, passing below this striped skyway.
Sluice tables stretch into the darkness.
On the upper floors where the sunlight is yellow–the color of flour dust, once exposed to the elements.
Far away, you can see the red lights on the steam plant smokestack. To the extreme right is the beginning of the Minneapolis skyline. Paint (where this was taken) and Assembly (where the blue light is) were connected with a long skyway that carried completed trucks to be painted. I assume the device in the foreground burned volatiles from the painting process.
There is a cool old air compressor in the corner of the powerhouse.
I love the ghost sign across these two elevators, originally built as Superior Elevator. It’s looking pretty rough.