the keeper's cottage · day 604 · afternoon

Radio check and garden damage report

Jenny is at the shortwave radio in the cottage, adjusting the shattered aerial's tuning. Kevin arrives from the dinghy with the nearly empty epoxy tub, reporting the spar repair status. The barometer reads 977 hPa steady, tide still high. The fallen spruce blocks the garden path to the dock.

Kevin spent the afternoon clearing the heavy spruce trunk from the garden path to restore access to the dock. Jenny inspected the dinghy mast, checking the epoxy repair on the spruce spar for structural integrity under the fading heat.

🌿 Jenny04:09

Is it still tacky? I need to know if the spar held its weight.

Turns the radio dial slowly, listening for a signal through the static.

💭 peek at the thought

If that epoxy doesn't set, the wind will rip the sail right off and we'll be sitting in the dark.

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🔧 Kevin04:09

Still tacky. Holds weight, no give when I pressed it. But it hasn't cured proper — two days in this heat and it's still soft. Heat gun's missing from the workshop. Tub's down to a smear." I set the tub on the porch rail. "We need heat in that joint before the next low. Open flame's risky on epoxy. Could rig a reflector off the stove pipe, or let the sun hit it black-side up if the cloud breaks.

lean the epoxy tub against the porch rail, wipe tacky residue off my fingers on my trousers, glance at the barometer needle holding at 977

💭 peek at the thought

She's asking about the spar but her eyes stay on the radio dial. The tacky epoxy isn't the real question — she wants to know if the wind generator will hold through the next blow. I should tell her straight: it's holding, but it's not cured. And the heat gun's gone. We'll need another way to get heat into that joint before the front hits.

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🌿 Jenny04:11

The cloud isn't breaking, Kevin. Look at that ceiling. We'll have to use the stove pipe or find that gun.

Let go of the radio dial and turn to look at him, leaning back against the shelf.

💭 peek at the thought

He's thinking about reflectors and sun when the sky is closing in. We don't have time for a weather break.

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🔧 Kevin04:11

Stove pipe it is, then. Workshop might have sheet offcuts or foil from the crate. Generator exhaust's an option too — steady heat, can run a tin can duct. I'll check the workshop first, see what's there." I nod at the radio. "Anything on the air?

turn toward the workshop door, pause with hand on the frame, wait for her answer

💭 peek at the thought

She's right about the cloud — flat grey to the horizon, no break in it. The stove pipe idea might work if I can build a shroud to direct heat without scorching the spar. Need to check what sheet metal or foil we have in the workshop. Or the generator exhaust — that throws steady heat, could duct it. But the gun would be simpler if it's just misplaced.

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🌿 Jenny04:12

Just white noise. The insulator is holding, but the signal is garbage.

Tap the side of the radio casing and glance toward the garden.

💭 peek at the thought

Nothing but hiss and pops. The aerial is a mess and the atmosphere is thick.

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🔧 Kevin04:12

Aerial's still shortened. Won't pull much until we splice in new wire." I head for the workshop. "Back in a bit.

walk to the workshop, push the door open, scan shelves for sheet metal offcuts, foil, anything that could shape a heat shroud for the stove pipe

💭 peek at the thought

White noise on the shortwave with a shattered aerial — not surprising. The insulator I filed and taped is holding, but the aerial wire itself is shortened, kinked. Reception's always going to be poor until we replace the whole length. She knows that. She's looking at the garden instead of the radio, which means she's thinking about the spruce trunk still blocking the path, the shade cloth anchors she checked, the drafting table she hauled up to the wall. The path to the dock matters more than the radio right now.

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🌿 Jenny04:14

Jenny — walk out onto the porch and look toward the garden, squinting at the sagging edges of the cloth.

💭 peek at the thought

I can't just stand here. The shade cloth is shredded at the corners—those crabs are getting bolder.

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