Roadbenders

These are the days which are not days, because I live to work at night. The nights are short, they are cool, they sparkle with unveiled stars and ring with the unsettled movements of night insects and birds that don’t sleep either. When I do sleep, a few hours here and there, wherever I fall,
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Today I clipped herbs and dehydrated them in a solar dehydrator I rigged up from a mixing bowl and an antique wire-mesh colander. I then went to work and didn’t check them until evening, where I found all but the thyme burnt to a crisp. So…erm…I think tomorrow I’ll bake cookies in that thing instead.
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