Dad, why does everything close at dark here?

Oh, how different the living is here.  Not too long ago, a certain Aunt J talked about how poorly maintained the road in front of our house looked.  Here is a picture of of my brother, JC, and I on the main route through town.

The fences on either side are meant to keep the coyotes out as they chase elk, rabbits, and other delectable treats down main street after dark.  Most people keep rose bushes on the inside and outside of their fence to prevent the elk from jumping the fences and drawing the coyotes into their yards.  Our house is no exception!

      At the end of the road is an intersection with our local supermarket.  You can see the traffic is a bit more intense here than in other places.  We are walking home empty-handed because they had already sold all their bananas for the week!

When a (rare) car passes, we step to the side of the road.  It's a good thing it only rains three months out of the year here, or the town roads would be impassable. 

With wild life control problems and a low population, our town shuts down around dark every night.  We better book it to beat the coyotes!  

To quote the great Tecumseh speaking to Governor Harrison in 1810, "Any tribe could go to an empty land and make a home there."  That's true, as long as we have Net-Flix and Hot Pockets!