A window for light and air pokes above the big arch in the hallway. Most of the interior ceilings were broad brick archways.
A vintage X-Ray machine in the oldest section of the hospital.
This is where the lime would spill out.
The main floor of the hospital was crammed with furniture.
Fluorescent lights peel back from the walls like caterpillars, rearing up and away from the glare of the sunflower-fans.
While walking out I snapped this last shot of the sunset drenching the castle-top watertower (staying with the theme), right before the sun dipped below the hill across the stream from which the whiskey was distilled.
Peeling paint reveals the room numbers of the past.
I wanted to see the third floor to get a better view, but the third floor had already been demolished. The old walls had cascaded down the staircases. This building is gone, now, as you can expect.
Looking at the tallest part of the plant from a skeletal loading dock. Kodak Portra 160/Mamiya 6.