A jankey ladder leads to a platform over a wooden tank. Here’s hoping my usage contributes to jankey being accepted into the dictionary! Thanks, lexicographers.
Perhaps this office was for a film studio or music producer.
That floor isn’t dirt–it’s old rotting grain that’s formed into a sort of moldy mud.
A broken scale in Isabella A, next to an old wood stove.
The moon highlights the contrails over the engine house in the middle of the night. Foreground light painted.
Ava between ammo warehouses and railroads.
While walking out I snapped this last shot of the sunset drenching the castle-top watertower (staying with the theme), right before the sun dipped below the hill across the stream from which the whiskey was distilled.
A 8-foot-tall volume indicator that could be read from across the beet boiler floor–convenient when the controls are 20 feet away.
Days after the long-flooded basement was pumped out. Note the water lines!