October 17, 2013. Harper, Texas. A Texas Evening.

It was perfect.  The evening sky to the west was beautiful, with pink and orange and red lighting up the clouds.  Behind us the full moon had come up.  The fire was burning brightly and the temperature was 70 degrees.  We four ate our dinner sitting around the fire enjoying the aftermath of the 55th.  With only one trailer to be removed tomorrow morning, the party was truly over.

The celebration was a success.  Pat, the electrician, removed the temporary wiring late this afternoon, and he towed away the fridge.    Everything has gone, so we four were basking in a job well done.

Then we went into the ranch house just before heading up the hill to the Top House, to hear footsteps in the attic.  Ian went up to discover a raccoon.   The moral of the story is to never be smug.  You never know when you will find raccoons in your attic!!