I am not sure what this machine does, but I have a hunch that it husks and cleans the sugar beets as they come into the plant. It is certainly the biggest single piece of equipment in any of the mills.
A row of security lights line the roof of the power station.
The mill is one of the tallest buildings in the city. It’s too bad that the cupola with its big skylights and flagpole were removed.
The Atlas D command building. As Brutalist as it gets.
This belt-run axle ran a turbine (now gone) to blow fresh air into the mine.
Filters and fans to draw air into the boilers in the second power plant.
When I see this picture, I imagine that I am an ant exploring a mushroom farm.
Noontime light, long criticized for the boring shadows it grants photographers, comes into its own sometimes.
The sun unzipped the clouds. Mist blew across the harbor.