I am sure even the workers had trouble remembering which pillar hid the phone. Note the “ON” written on the electrical socket, too.
The sound of water running in the distance.
Since this picture was taken, the roof has totally collapsed in this area.
This gives a sense of the scale and the water damage of the old side (brick, rather than concrete) of the roundhouse.
Spring melt flows down the rusty rock house. In the background is the frame for the shaft.
The small door leads to the offices, the large door leads to the shop. My back at this time is to the corrugated steel wall. At the time I wondered why there was just one steel wall, not knowing that 40 years before there was another spot for an engine here. This section of the roundhouse has become a sort of town dump–car seats, cans of paint and tires are piled into its corners.
When I see this picture, I imagine that I am an ant exploring a mushroom farm.
In the Lime House, the sunset picked-up the last light of day to make this image. Lime is used in the beet sugar refinement process to reduce the acidity of the beet juice mixture.
Postcards and snapshots in a high elevator office.