After school yesterday, we raced up to the plateau to get some fresh air and watch the full moon rise. The festivities included talks with my daughter, consuming hot dogs on a stick, smores with granddaughters, and sprinter Ruby doing loops around us. It was her first experience at our magical spot. She’s six months old and looks more like a dog now. Jim was dubbed Chanticleer after the rooster in that old animation film, Rockadoodle. His five females clucked (Ruby barked) around him and everyone was quite happy. Here are five shots of our outdoor living room.