Photograph info: This photograph was taken last week high above Durham Township as the sun was going down.

Camera settings and post-processing: Shot with the Canon EOS 5D Mark II and the Canon 70-200mm f/2.8L IS lens at 200mm, ISO 200, f/8, shutter 1/200s. Curves for contrast.

Thank you for visiting Durham Township!

--Kathleen

It is so beautiful where you live. Your inspiration is multi as you step foot out your door.

I love the warm light at the end of the day and you captured here very well. The house just pops out of the woods. I like that you included the subtly-colored layer of clouds at the top of the image. It completes this great image.

This reminds me so much of Christina's World by Andrew Wyeth--but in a backwards kind of way. It is just a beautiful photograph!

How is life today in the House of Karen?
Goes it up or down? How are things fairin'?
Her house peeks out of the trees through their branches.
Will she visit her neighbors? What are the chances?
What will be next in the Novel of Durham still untold?
Pictures will document what yet will unfold.

I really like that burning red color you get when the sun stands that low.

Very pleasing burnt sienna woodland against soft grays with a smattering of pale blue. No doubt shot through the windshield of a hang-glider, giving us the impression that we are about to literally drop in on Karen. And what nice light is produced by an unshielded fusion reactor filtered through a carbon dioxide laced greenhouse layer. How wonderfully unique to have such a dramatic "This Old House" portrait, and a safe landing too I hope, Ms Connally! :)

i love how the colorless seasons bring so much anticipation and excitement to the life we will soon be experiencing. I love this picture for what it is and for what it will soon be.

They are all gone away,
The house is shut and still,
There is nothing more to say.

Through broken walls and gray
The winds blow bleak and shrill:
They are all gone away.

Nor is there one today
To speak them good or ill:
There is nothing more to say.

Why is it then we stray
Around the sunken sill?
They are all gone away.

And our poor fancy-play
For them is wasted skill:
There is nothing more to say.

There is ruin and decay
In the House on the Hill
They are all gone away,
There is nothing more to say.

Edwin Arlington Robinson

what a gorgeous color.

Great shot. I love the colors!

I love the colors and the surrealist style of this photo. beautiful

I really love this photo. I love the color, contrast, composition, and the mood of it.

Awesome photo. I like the way the color of the land is reflected along the bottom of the clouds.

Great . . . Great . . . Great . . .