Though the stone which adorns the exterior of this old institution seems to have well stood the test of time, they belie the frail state of the building's neglected wood and plaster interior. Like many abandoned structures, some areas within these walls have fared worse than others, and the difference is as varied as night and day. One minute you may be walking confidently down the hallways of an upper-level ward, the next you may be searching for footing on a section of flooring more akin to wet cardboard than lumber. It is here, during these instances, that one truly understands just how powerful something as mundane as rainwater can be. Given time, it will claim even the most imposing of structures and return them to dirt. Some find this concept frightening - As nothing we create, regardless of effort or importance, can truly last forever. Still others find solace in this cycle.
Though difficult to tell in this photo, the floor of this room has collapsed into the basement.
This furniture is not burnt, but strangely rotten.
The wind continuously blows in through the broken windows, sweeping away debris on the floor.
There were a lot of light patterns to be found.
This old postcard image shows the grounds with the original cottage-style accommodations.