Scared Rabbit

For a few days there, I just felt like a scared rabbit. This place is so different from everything that I am use to, the landscape, the people (and lack of them), and the weather. I was nervous driving to town even. I checked out the library, looks like I will have to buy books at the grocery store or online. I have also made a few trips to Albertson's. I've noticed the customers wear camouflage a lot, as daily wear, not just for shooting elk. Getting out of the house helped a bit, but I don't know how I will fit in here. There was a very large quilting store in town, maybe it is time to learn how to do that and make some new friends. Every day I see pronghorn in different fields, and it is nice to live in a place wild enough to support them. Cowboy hates them though, not only because they taste bad, but they kept eating his seedling trees until he called Fish and Game and told them he would shoot them unless they did something about it. Fish and Game put up a nice fence around the baby trees for him. I think pronghorn are beautiful, and will post a pic here eventually, I usually see them while driving around 60 mph down a country highway and can't stop.