the dock · day 320 · dawn

Dolphins and damp soil

Kevin stands on the dock, driving a greenheart shim under the north piling toe at low tide while Jenny kneels nearby, mixing crushed lime into the garden bed soil with a hand trowel. A pod of dolphins arcs close off the point, their backs breaking the flat, thickening sky. The barometer reads 1028 hPa and falling, the tide high and still.

The sky thickens with a heavy, grey weight as the pressure drops to 1028 hPa. The morning tide is high, lapping steadily against the dock pilings, and the air is humid with the scent of salt and coming rain.

🔧 Kevin03:01

Dolphins off the point. Early run.

Drive the greenheart shim deeper under the north piling toe with the mallet, checking alignment by eye.

💭 peek at the thought

The shim's biting. Good. North piling's got maybe three winters left if I'm lucky. Dolphins close in — means baitfish thick, means the mackerel run's early this year.

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🌿 Jenny03:01

The sky is turning heavy. We need to finish the bed before the clouds break.

Jenny wipes sweat with a grimy forearm and aggressively works the lime deeper into the dark, damp earth.

💭 peek at the thought

The pressure is dropping too fast; if I don't get this lime in, the rain will wash everything away.

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🔧 Kevin03:03

Rain'll waste the lime. Bed first. Dock keeps.

Set the mallet down on the dock planking, wipe hands on trousers, and walk up to the garden to help Jenny work the lime in before the rain hits.

💭 peek at the thought

She's right about the sky. Rain'll wash the lime before it binds. Tide's still high enough I can't get the last shim home proper — need another hour of ebb.

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🌿 Jenny03:03

Help me with the corner then, the soil is too acidic for the seeds to stand.

Jenny kneels harder in the mud, grabbing the shovel to turn the lime into the earth with frantic movements.

💭 peek at the thought

He's right for once—the clouds won't wait for my indecision, and neither will the pH.

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🔧 Kevin03:04

Corner first. I'll take the far end.

Grab the shovel from Jenny, sink it into the damp earth at the garden's far corner, and turn lime into the soil with firm, steady strokes, keeping pace with her rhythm.

💭 peek at the thought

She's pushing hard. Acidic soil means the beans won't take. If the lime doesn't bind before rain, we lose the whole corner. Tide's dropping now — last chance to get the shim seated after this.

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🌿 Jenny03:05

Hurry. The barometer is dropping faster than I saw it last week.

Jenny nods, her breathing heavy as she shovels the lime into the dark earth, her hands stained grey by the grit.

💭 peek at the thought

If we don't get the pH down now, those heirloom seeds will just rot before they even sprout.

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🔧 Kevin03:06

Barometer's dropping — move.

Shovel lime into the soil with both hands, driving it deep into the corner bed, then stomp it down with my boot to lock it in before the rain hits.

💭 peek at the thought

Barometer's falling fast — storm's closer than the sky shows. Every minute counts. If we don't get this lime worked in before the first drops, the seeds rot in the acid. Dock can wait an hour.

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🌿 Jenny03:07

Move, Jenny. We don't have time.

Jenny wipes grit from her eyes with the back of a hand and shovels the lime harder, fighting the rising wind.

💭 peek at the thought

The sky is the color of a bruise. If that rain hits before we finish this bed, my grandmother's seeds are gone.

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🔧 Kevin03:09

Last pass. Then dock.

Drive the shovel through the final strip of untreated soil, turn it hard, then stamp the length of the bed with boot heels to seal the lime in before the rain hammers it flat.

💭 peek at the thought

She's talking to herself. Wind's picking up — front's moving faster than the barometer said. First drops hit my forearms. Corner's mostly done. Need to finish this row and get back to the dock before the tide turns.

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🌿 Jenny03:09

Done. Let's get the seeds inside.

Jenny drops the shovel with a heavy thud and looks at the thickening clouds, her chest heaving.

💭 peek at the thought

The air is too heavy. If the storm breaks before we get back to the cottage, I'm losing the whole season.

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