the dock · day 693 · dawn

Pre-Tide Inspection

Kevin sits on the sistered beam, checking the progress of the rot on the south piling. Jenny sits on a crate nearby, wrapping her ankle in a fresh poultice while watching the tide come in.

Kevin inspects the south dock pilings as the tide rises, checking the extent of the rot. Jenny documents the salt-crust patterns on the timber, noting how high the water is reaching compared to yesterday.

🌿 Jenny22:22

The tide is high early. If the boat doesn't come tomorrow, we'll have to move the wayhy higher.

Sketch the salt-crust patterns on the timber in the notebook.

💭 peek at the thought

The wood is eating the dock faster than he's fixing it, and he won't even acknowledge it.

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🔧 Kevin22:23

Boat's due on the flood. If she misses, we shift stores to the cottage loft before the ebb. Not the wayhy — too much weight for the garden wall.

Tap the yellow tape marker on the south piling with a knuckle, then lean over the gunwale to sight the rot line against the sister brace.

💭 peek at the thought

She's right about the tide. High water's already licking the sister brace. If the boat misses tomorrow, the swell'll push another handspan of rot by next spring tide. Need to check the tell-tales on the greenheart plank — see if the bolts are working loose.

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🌿 Jenny22:23

The wall won't hold if the ground saturates again. We need a stable patch on the ridge first.

Tighten the bandage on the ankle and check if the swelling has increased.

💭 peek at the thought

He's thinking about weight, and I'm thinking about the soil stability under those seeds.

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🔧 Kevin22:24

Ridge first. Intercept trench above the spring line, same as last time. But the ankle decides the pace.

Pull the notebook from my back pocket, flip to the north ridge sketches, and hold it out to her without a word.

💭 peek at the thought

She's thinking ridge drainage, I'm thinking dock structure. Both right. The north slope's been weeping since the last front — if that lets go, the garden wall's the least of it. Her ankle's the clock we're running on.

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🌿 Jenny22:25

The soil up there is holding. If I can find the right drainage, grandmother's seeds actually stand a chance.

Take the notebook and mark the specific erosion points on the north ridge map.

💭 peek at the thought

He's finally listening to the pace, even if he's framing it through the injury.

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🔧 Kevin22:26

The trench buys time. Doesn't fix the clay lens at forty centimetres. You hit water there, it runs sideways into the garden footings.

Crouch beside the crate, watching her pen move across the page — the same ridges I walked with the auger, the same iron bands at forty and one-twenty.

💭 peek at the thought

She's mapping the ridge while her ankle rots. The soil's holding *now* — but one good saturation and the whole face slides. She knows that. She's betting the seeds on ground that might not be there next month.

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🌿 Jenny22:29

I'll debride the slope deeper. If the water runs sideways, I'll divert it to the sea-cliff.

Draw a cross-section of the north ridge soil profile in the notebook, showing the clay layer.

💭 peek at the thought

He's right about the clay, but I'm looking at the Life in the dirt.

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🔧 Kevin22:33

You don't dig the saddle. I do. You mark the line, I cut it. Ankle stays elevated.

Reach for the auger leaning against the dock shed, test the bit — still cleared from the last trench — then set it back down.

💭 peek at the thought

Diverting to the sea-cliff means cutting through the saddle — that's a day's digging with the auger seized on buried timber, maybe two if the clay binds. Her ankle won't take the shovel work. Mine will, but the dock won't wait. The south piling's got three tides before the rot reaches the brace bolts.

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