On Sunday we hit the jackpot with our exploring. We discovered an abandoned china plant and couldn't believe our luck when we managed to get inside and were immediately presented with so many photo opportunities that we didn't know where to start. There was little conversation as we we climbed in and immediately started photographing the treasure. A huge warehouse was below us, with large wooden boxes filled with china that were stacked high, their contents spilling and tumbling from their containers, now darkened from their once pristine white by time and weather which came in from a missing wall on the side of the building.
This place was amazing. Of course there were some breakages, but most had likely happened naturally over time as crates or piles had toppled due to a slow disintegration or from wild animals claiming the building as their domain. There were mountains of wooden boxes piled up with plates, mugs and cups that had gradually toppled from their organized stacks, crates open to the elements with neat rows of china that had blotches of weathered dust decorating them. And cobwebs. So many lovely dust laden cobwebs, stretching from handles to rims, from box edges to the walls. It's been a long time since I've seen anything so wonderfully undisturbed as this.