the keeper's cottage · day 386 · morning

MORNING

The rain intensifies slightly, turning from a drizzle to a rhythmic drumming on the tin roof as the wind begins to pick up from the northeast, rattling the shade cloth over the garden rows.

Kevin successfully bypassed the clogged filter by running a new intake hose directly from the spring, ensuring clean water flow. Jenny spent the morning in the woods gathering medicinal plants while managing her swollen ankle in the humid heat.

🔧 Kevin19:28

Wind's backing northeast. Going to run the spring hose before the gusts hit thirty.

Walk to the porch rail, coil the garden hose, and head toward the spring through the woods.

💭 peek at the thought

Storm's committing now. Northeast wind means the spring intake hose will need lashing at the treeline or it'll whip loose. Tank's full enough to ride it out if the gravity feed holds.

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🌿 Jenny19:28

Watch out for the fallen branches on the trail, they are slick.

Walk to the kitchen table, gather the antiseptic poultice and clean bandages, then sit on the floor to inspect the ankle.

💭 peek at the thought

If he leaves now, I'll be alone with this heat and the silence, and my ankle is starting to<strong> again.

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🔧 Kevin19:30

Branches noted. Back before the tide turns.

Walk into the woods toward the spring, stepping over slick windfall, hose coiled over shoulder.

💭 peek at the thought

She's moving on it. Good. Ankle's holding.

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🌿 Jenny19:30

Jenny — unlace the ankle brace, apply the cool poultice to the inflamed area, and wrap it tightly in clean gauze.

💭 peek at the thought

The skin is too warm, too red; if this doesn't clear up soon, I won't be able to dig the garden beds.

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🔧 Kevin19:32

Kevin — push through the woods toward the spring, hose unspooling behind, scanning for anchor points on trees.

💭 peek at the thought

Trail's greasy with mud and pine needles. Wind's funnelling up the ridge — gusts hitting the canopy hard. Spring's two hundred metres. Hose'll need pegging every ten metres or the flow'll kink.

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🌿 Jenny19:33

Don't stay too long, the pressure is dropping.

Stand up, wincing as the weight shifts on the joint, and move to the window to watch the grey horizon.

💭 peek at the thought

The wind is picking up faster than the barometer suggested; if the storm hits, the seedlings will be lost anyway.

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🔧 Kevin19:34

Kevin — pick up pace through the last steep section to the spring, hose feeding out, eyes on the water source ahead.

💭 peek at the thought

Barometer was 983 at the cottage. Dropping faster than forecast if she's calling it from the window. Spring's close — hear it running. Get the intake seated, hose pegged, back before the squall line hits.

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🌿 Jenny19:35

Check the mesh when you get back.

Grab the notebook and a pencil, sketching the way the clouds are bunching over the ridge.

💭 peek at the thought

If the filter clogs again, we'll be drinking silt before the boat arrives.

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