Dyerhyme
We left the Coast Thursday night and headed to my friend Jess’s house. Jess currently lives with his parents who, by the way, are awesome people. Their
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house is quite a ways out in to the middle of nowhere. The foggy, twisted, dark, long road was not a pleasant drive at two in the morning.
It was late when we got there but this wasn’t a big deal because they were on guard duty. It is getting close to harvesting time and a tweaker neighbor already stole a couple of branches off some of the plants. That did not make them happy, and I think in this family they would actually shoot the guy if he stepped foot on the property and they caught him.
I went to bed shortly after arriving I was tired from working all day at the Bachelor’s Inn and then driving the hour or so to get to Jess’s. Although not before we cooked marshmallows on a weed branch and drank a PBR. The next day his mother made us a lovely dinner, the weather was surprisingly nice. Or maybe it really does rain more in Portland, I am not really sure on this one yet.
I guess this place is worth mentioning for its quirky yet homey quality but I am not exactly sure how to explain it. You’ll just have to trust me.
