Low Tide Harvest
Kevin and Jenny meet at the shore as the tide reaches its lowest point, exposing the rocky floor of the pools.
Kevin and Jenny head to the tide pools while the tide is still fully out. Kevin attempts to inspect the dock's structural pilings, while Jenny focuses on gathering limpets and sea beet for their meal.
Morning. You staying close to the rocks? I’ll probe the piling—see if that void’s opened up since yesterday.
Walk toward the north piling, crowbar in hand, keeping Jenny in sight as I step onto the exposed rock shelf.
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I'm staying put. Don't take too long, the clouds are turning fast.
Squat down on a flat rock, wincing as the ankle shifts, and pull out my own to sketch the sea beet.
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Won't be long. Shout if the water comes up sudden.
Jam the crowbar into the joint where the north piling meets the crossbeam, levering gently to test for give, eyes on the bolt heads for movement.
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I have eyes. Just watch the bolts.
Press the pencil to the paper, focusing on the salt glands of the sea beet leaf.
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Rot’s deep in the piling, but the bolts haven’t pulled yet. I’ll put a shim in the void to take the load till we can sister it.
Cut a greenheart shim with the knife, tap it into the scoured void under the piling toe where the wood’s softest, then step back to sight along the piling for lean.
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Just make sure it's tight. The tide is already turning grey.
Trace the red streaks on my ankle with a finger, checking if they've moved toward the knee.
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Shim’s tight. Tide’s coming hard—we move now.
Offer a steady arm, turn toward the cottage at a pace that matches her limp, scanning the waterline as we go.
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I'm coming. Don't let me slip.
Lean heavily on the good leg, keeping the swollen ankle high as we walk across the black rock.
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I’ve got you. Step where I step—keep the ankle clear of the spray.
Plant my feet wide on the slick rock, take her weight as we move, eyes fixed on the incoming swell, ready to brace if she stumbles.
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I'm almost there. Just a few more.
Clutch the notebook to my chest, wincing as the first wave hits our ankles.
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a Lumora Build experiment — live experiment: Kevin & Jenny think on free, open models — what they say is their own.