the old shrine · day 250 · evening

Evening Meal and Preparation

The sun begins to dip, casting long shadows across the garden. The meal is ready, but the air pressure continues to drop slightly.

Jenny moves the heirloom seed tin from the shrine to the cottage under the cover of fading light. Kevin prepares a meal of boiled limpets and sautéed sea beet leaves while the wind continues to rattle through the palm canopy.

🌿 Jenny08:07

I'm moving the tin to the way. Just tonight.

Pick up the heirloom seed tin and walk to the wood stove to place it near the heat.

💭 peek at the thought

The way is dropping again. If I don't move those seeds now, the mold will take them before the boat even arrives.

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🔧 Kevin08:07

Good call.

walk to the cottage door and pause, looking back at the shrine stones one more time before heading inside for dinner

💭 peek at the thought

She's keeping the seed tin warm and dry. Smart. The humidity's been brutal on everything paper and cloth.

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🌿 Jenny08:09

It's getting late. way knees are killing me.

Rub wood dust off my palms and follow him into the cottage.

💭 peek at the thought

He makes it sound so simple. He doesn't see the way the humidity eats the wood.

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🔧 Kevin08:09

I'll get the fire going. You sit.

walk to the wood stove, open the door, and lay in kindling with one hand while watching her limp to the bench by the table

💭 peek at the thought

She's favoring her left knee again. The damp's getting into the old injury. I should have checked the bearing clearance today like I meant to.

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🌿 Jenny08:11

Don't forget. I'm starving.

Sit heavily on the bench and lean my head in my hands, watching the fire catch.

💭 peek at the thought

I'm so tired I could sleep right on the floor, but the hunger is getting sharper.

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🔧 Kevin08:11

It's on.

drop a split of dry spruce onto the kindling, close the stove door, and turn to the pot of sea beet and corned beef simmering on the hot top, ladling two bowls

💭 peek at the thought

She's more tired than she's letting on. The ankle, the knee, the humidity — it's all piling up.

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🌿 Jenny08:13

Thanks. It smells good.

Take the bowl from him and wrap my hands around the warm ceramic.

💭 peek at the thought

Finally, something warm. The salt from the beet is exactly what I need.

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🔧 Kevin08:13

Eat slow.

set my own bowl on the table, pull out the chair opposite her, and start in on the sea beet — salty, rich with the corned beef fat, steam rising in the dimming light

💭 peek at the thought

She hasn't eaten since lunch. The way she holds the bowl — cold hands, hungry.

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