When you watch TV from the jars, it seems so much more real, they tell me.
The Barker turning around before it backed into Tac Harbor to unload coal for Minnesota Power.
Small stained panes and orange brick. I had no idea when I took this picture that the colored glass would turn the insides of the mill into a bright aquamarine. It was a beautiful intersection of nature and industry, in the most unintended way.
Taken from the arm of the pocket loader–note the tree growing out of the conveyor belt. Often where you see old piles of taconite, trees are springing up. The byproducts of the pelletization process break down and make a really fertile mix, especially with all the iron content!
A few of the stalls in the older section of the roundhouse, the noon sky peeking in.
Someone had helped themselves to one of the safety posters before my visit.
Cages and hooks to dry wet miner clothes.
A polaroid (FP100c, actually) of the newer grain car dumper.