Candy jar molds, in the far corner of the paint shop.
The generator hall of the last power station, as seen from the gantryway.
The front of the power plant (right), the distillery itself (center), and the regaling house (left).
No matter what environmental disasters industry throws at Mother Earth, she will bounce back.
Vents in the boards over the windows helps prevent mold and animals from getting too crazy inside.
HDR matrix panorama. Looking from the grain elevators, now doomed, toward the city between the flour mill’s water tower and tile elevator’s neon sign, the old and new economies seem almost united. Yet the financial centers rise in reality to shadow the now-abandoned industry and manufacturing. The way of things, I’m told.
There were a few large houses on the Old Crow property where employees would live. The glen had little housing.
There are a few campers parked in the abandoned buildings around the NAD. I am guessing that they were once a more secure place to store such things OR they have always been wide open, and this was a quick and free way to dump unwanted toys.