the keeper's cottage · day 478 · afternoon

Evening radio watch and seedling check

Kevin and Jenny sit on the porch as light fades. The generator hums steady behind them. Kevin has the shortwave powered on for the evening listening window. Jenny carries her seedling tray notes and a mug of mint tea, moving carefully on her braced ankle.

Kevin attempted to tune the shortwave radio while the barometer began to rise, but only caught faint Spanish static. Jenny spent the afternoon sketching the internal structure of sea beets in her notebook while managing her ankle infection. The rising pressure suggests a temporary reprieve from the heat.

🌿 Jenny13:49

Sit down, Kevin. You're leaning too close to the dial.

Sits on the bench, sets the tea on the low table, and opens the notebook to the sea beet morphology sketch.

💭 peek at the thought

The pressure is rising, but the air still feels heavy. I need to check the sea beet one last time before it gets dark; the salt glands are looking particularly crisp.

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🔧 Kevin13:49

Radio's dead tonight anyway. Just static and a Spanish station bleeding over.

sit on the bench beside her, mug between my hands, eyes on the notebook page she's opened

💭 peek at the thought

She's right. I'm hovering like the signal might materialize if I just stare hard enough. The radio's been quiet for hours — nothing but atmospheric noise and a faint Spanish broadcast bleeding over on 41 meters. My shoulders are tight from the antenna work this morning. The generator's rhythm is steady, the tea smells like mint, and she's already turning the page to the salt gland illustrations. I should sit.

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🌿 Jenny13:51

Then stop fussing with it. The barometer is rising anyway.

Traces the edge of a sea beet leaf with a charcoal pencil, shading the internal structure of the salt glands.

💭 peek at the thought

He doesn't look at the drawing, he looks at the static. It's always the machine or the signal.

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🔧 Kevin13:51

Barometer's at 982 and climbing. Feels like the first decent pressure we've had in ten days.

set the radio volume to minimum, lean back, and watch her sketch the salt gland cross-section without saying another word

💭 peek at the thought

She's trying to pull me out of the radio habit — the same way she pulled me back from the Yanmar last week when I kept tweaking the injector pump. The barometer's up to 982 now, slow climb. The generator's hum hasn't changed. Her pencil moves slow, deliberate, like she's memorizing the vein patterns. I keep thinking about Tom's frequency, the silence where his voice should be. But she's here, tracing salt glands, and the tea's still warm.

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🌿 Jenny13:53

It's enough to keep the storm off for now.

Shifts weight, wincing slightly as she adjusts the mint poultice on her ankle.

💭 peek at the thought

At least the pressure is moving. My ankle is still throbbing, but the heat hasn't crossed the line yet.

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