Looking out of the American diesel crane at the gantry crane that ran the length of the dock.
Looking toward the Quenching Tower from the coal tower platform.
Can you hear the ship’s horn through this picture?
On top of the light hoop, 160-feet up, a ship comes into port, ready to load-up. If you look really close, you can see my shadow cast on the dock below, courtesy of the full moon.
Between two brick buildings is a metal one with many windows set into it. Having been in many mills of similar design, I conjecture that this was the milling building, where machines ground the corn before it was boiled.
When block glass shatters, it looks like ice.
Shuttered windows on the side of one of the collapsing bonded warehouses.
Where the drain changes shape from round concrete to arched brick.
Found in one of the rooms that hosted an inpatient chemical dependency unit in its later years. Connect the dots yourself.