The rust garden’s brick centerpiece contrasts the muted winter Kentucky palette.
Originally, this part of the dock was reserved for the weather station.
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.
The turbine hall sported a beautiful Whiting gantry crane.
Sarah below Cascade Park. This space was destroyed when the park flooded.
These copulas made the iron for casting.
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.
Looking down the breakwater from the top of the lighthouse. In the haze, you can see the world’s largest iron ore docks in Allouez Bay.
The oldest part of this mill had a wooden roof that rotted away long ago. Slowly, rust is dulling the edge on every cog left behind.