One of the wooden houses in the area had a beautiful but lifeless veranda with the dead aloes and a money tree. I like that picture a lot.
Recycling and saving materials is a valuable thing in common, but that kind of maintenance of those endless piles of plastic canisters and buckets in a cellar seems really a crazy people's work. It's a shame that the old yellow hospital building was locked. There wasn't any action anymore, but the building seems to be in a good shape, so maybe there are plans for using it again. It probably is the first building of the mental asylum area, which was founded in 1920.