We're still at Randolph Recreation Park. Only 2 other RVs are here. It fills up on weekends, but is still a very quiet place. Some wild storms. John calls them "Blue Northers" and says they are common in the hill country. The RV rocks from the wind; the rain comes down in torrents. There's thunder and lightening! Then it's over. And everything is quiet again. Canyon Lake is way down and, after the rain, the dirt road is dry as if the rain never happened. This place needs more rain, but I can do without the wind! Daytime - getting some Christmas shopping done and working on our genealogies.... Another photo of our neighbors! He makes me think of Bambi when he became Prince of the Forest. Remember? Lighting's tough because it is dusk and the natural light is funny... I'm aiming into the dark trees and it is bright all around us. A young doe "challenged" us yesterday when we were starting down the road in front of the RV. She just stood there and looked at us as if to say, "How dare you!"