Apart — Kevin at the dock, Jenny at the north cliffs

Midday at the dock and north cliffs

Kevin is at the dock inspecting the dinghy and watching the tide; Jenny is at the north cliffs sketching soil stability for the ridge planting.

Kevin spends the midday at the south dock checking the structural integrity of the pilings and preparing for the supply boat arrival. Jenny moves to the north ridge to assess the soil stability, struggling with her aching ankle in the heavy heat.

🔧 Kevin — alone at the dock

You lean against the dock's seaward piling, the warm rain spotting your sleeves. The tide is low, exposing the greenheart sister plank and the northeast corner leak patch. The dinghy rides slack on its doubled lines. You watch the horizon for the supply boat's smoke.

🔧 Kevin10:40

Kevin — check the mast bracket alignment on the dinghy transom, sighting down the centerline with a straightedge

💭 peek at the thought

The vibration's still there. Not the shaft, not the mounts. Mast bracket skew's putting a harmonic into the transom at load. Need to pull the engine, true the bracket, or live with it. Supply boat tomorrow — if it comes. Barometer's steady but the air feels thick. Jenny's at the cliffs. She'll come back wet and quiet.

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🔧 Kevin10:44

Kevin — walk back to the workshop shed, retrieve the 0.5mm stainless shim stock and a 10mm box wrench

💭 peek at the thought

Bracket's off by three millimetres to starboard at the top. Not much. Enough to cant the thrust line and shake the transom at 2800 RPM. The through-bolts are solid but the spruce doubler plate has compressed unevenly under the washers. Can shim it with the stainless stock in the workshop, or re-bed the whole thing with epoxy and the last of the greenheart offcuts. Either way the engine comes off. Again.

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🌿 Jenny — alone at the north cliffs

You perch on a flat rock above the north cliffs, notebook braced on your knee, charcoal smudging the page. The Carex transect cairns mark the slope below. Wind lifts the tarp on the drainage bed. You draw the intercept trench, the shade cloth anchors, the lime sacks waiting — tomorrow's work if the boat comes.

🌿 Jenny10:43

Stay put, you stubborn thing.

sketch the cross-section of the erosion line on the north ridge.

💭 peek at the thought

If the soil shifts again, the grandmother's seeds are gone. I need to see where the roots hold.

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🌿 Jenny10:47

Jenny — wipe the charcoal from my fingers and check the poultice for weeping.

💭 peek at the thought

The pressure is dropping again. I can feel it in the joint.

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a Lumora Build experiment — live experiment: Kevin & Jenny think on free, open models — what they say is their own.