This old house would have been a pile of boards a long time ago had it not been for the help of its friend, the tree. Last time that I was there the roof had not separated. This place is remote. I walked a quarter of a mile to get there. The closest house is at least a half a mile away. Of course at 11:00 at night by myself I actually went around inside this funhouse! You could still walk upstairs, but the walls were steep angles. This is my clearest night photo so far. Night before the full moon with 10 minutes of 30 sec. exposures. I would of liked to step back some for the composition, but there were thorn trees beside me.