Between blizzards on the hill, I look out over the Chateau. Kodak Portra 400 on Voightlander Bessa.
A light-painted portrait of one of the few remaining carts that moved everything from fresh eggs to soiled laundry through the tunnels.
Around the corner from the old boiler room.
From the summer a bunch of Australians visited Minnesota.
The east portal, looking toward Nopeming Junction and away from the US Steel ruins and Duluth’s ore docks.
Glowing observation windows–and someone forgot to lock a patient’s door…
Looking through the washer that is the first stop for the dredgings.
In this old repair shop, vines fall from the rotting roof to meet mossy concrete. Even though it had been dry for days, water dripped in from the roof to make permanent puddles between workstations. It was full of color and sound and industry and nature.