A passing cloud almost looks like a puff of smoke from the trimmed smokestack of Consolidated D. In the lower corner you can see a little Stonehenge that someone with a sense of humor and heavy equipment built.
Between the Old Crow and Old Taylor bonded warehouses are some of the fouled barrels, now the only ones left, which were left to rot in the elements. Nearby in a loading bay that has obviously been disused longer than the rest of the property, terra cotta roofing waits in crates.
From Main Street, looking straight up at the A Mill, only the silence makes one think that nobody’s still inside, grinding grain into Pillsbury’s Best.
An Old Crow warehouse, formerly federally controlled, near Old Taylor Distillery.
The basement of the laboratories is the home of the ore grinder. I’m sure it was noisy.
Unit 4’s lower levels.
Miners at the turn of the century had better taste in typography than the average person does today.
The American Victory next to M, seen late at night.