I’ve always been fascinated by the American colloquialism of calling any feed store an elevator. (Though Canton does have a larger grain elevator of its own, as well.) When the sunset sky is at its most glorious, reality highlights the hyperutilitarian aesthetic of a working building: it has to be painted some color, so it might as well be post-war pastels.
Decaseconds 
Lovely HDR shot, I didn’t know feed stores were called elevators, something else I’ll have to my American – English dictionary.