On the boarded-up first floor of the house proper near the door to the chapel, the last pew sites next to a wet box of Bibles.
For reasons unknown, this building’s concrete was designed a little thinly. It reminds me of a Chicago, IL building constructed during WWI when concrete and steel were strictly rationed and many buildings went up with insufficient superstructures. I do not have a build date for this one yet.
Bells are highly symbolic, being used from everything from calling worshipers in the morning to exorcising demons at night.
With the maintenance door open you can see the buckets on in the vertical conveyor.
Looking at the rear of the mill, through dead vines and barbed wire.
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.
The Eureka Mill, historically known as Sunnyside Mill, is now the gateway to Animas Forks.