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.
One of the smallest of the many elevators in Thunder Bay, this little elevator held corn for the glucose and starch lines.
Rust undermines the decade old graffiti on the steel bin.
A winding flue between the ovens for Furnace 6, capped with sketchy catwalks.
A bird near the old schoolyard.
Looking at the last wall of the hotel from the banks of the river.
A squat building with a rail scale. Taken between rain showers in late summer, when I seemed to be the only one at White Pine.
I found a historical photo of this room showing 10-foot high machines with wires hanging by the mile from looms and schematic charts.