Industrial detritus

Sunday we took a run across the river to dump some cardboard. Found ourselves in an industrial park by the river that had seen better days.

Talk about industrial detritus. Huge brick chimneys tried to rear skywards but the ivy wasn't impressed- just another tree to surround and consume.

There were these football-field sized tin sheds, disemboweled of all their fittings, dust and disuse everywhere. From the holes in the roof, little drops of rain sprinkled onto tiny lakes on the floor, shiny with some nameless toxic gunk. And all over the floor were huge gouges where something huge had been poured, pushed, or pressed onto something even huger.

I'm give these buildings another decade or so before entropy reclaims them all. In the meantime, look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!