the keeper's cottage · day 839 · afternoon

Afternoon rain check

Rain still coming hard from the west. Kevin is at the workbench inspecting the Yanmar fuel filter bowl clogged with grey silt. Jenny sits at the kitchen table with her notebook open, pencil moving over the lichen sketch. The kettle sits cold on the stove. The barometer reads 987 hPa and rising.

Kevin cleaned the Yanmar fuel filter and restarted the engine, which ran clean at idle with a strong tell-tale. Jenny debrided her infected ankle, finding the red margin spreading further; she applied a fresh sea beet and mint poultice and re-wrapped it with the last sterile gauze.

🔧 Kevin07:03

Filter's clogged solid. Going to pull it apart and blow the silt clear. Kettle's cold if you want hot water.

unscrew the Yanmar fuel filter housing, empty the grey silt into a rag, rinse the bowl with clean diesel from the sound jerry can, reassemble with the clamp tight, prime the pump by hand

💭 peek at the thought

Barometer rising. Good. Filter's full of silt again — tank's stirring up. Need to clean it proper this time, not just tap it out.

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🌿 Jenny07:05

I don't need tea. I'm finishing the sketch.

Press the pencil down hard, shading the intricate edges of the shrine lichen while ignoring the throb in my leg.

💭 peek at the thought

way's always fixing the engine while the world rots. way ankle feels like a drum that won't stop beating.

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🔧 Kevin07:05

(nothing — just a grunt of acknowledgement, wrench turning on the filter housing)

finish tightening the filter clamp, wipe diesel off hands with the rag, set the wrench down, pull the primer lever on the Yanmar three times until resistance firms, watch the clear fuel line for bubbles

💭 peek at the thought

She's pushing through the pain. Stubborn. The sketch matters more than comfort right now.

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🌿 Jenny07:07

The filter held. Run it at idle for five minutes, check for leaks.

Grab the notebook, flip to the fresh page, sketch the lichen's crustose growth pattern while he primes the engine.

💭 peek at the thought

way's watching that primer like it'll save him from the silence. my ankle throbs against the brace, needs dressing again.

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🔧 Kevin07:09

Aye.

pull the Yanmar recoil starter — engine catches on the second pull, settles into a clean idle, let it run while watching the filter housing and fuel lines for any seep, check the raw water tell-tale streaming overboard

💭 peek at the thought

She knows the engine as well as I do. Good call — idle first, watch for weeps.

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🌿 Jenny07:09

Jenny — way back in the chair, watching the rain race down the window, feeling the heat in my leg.

💭 peek at the thought

The engine's humming now, but my ankle is screaming louder. I need to get that dressing off. otherwiseSAY: It sounds steady. Don't throttle it yet.

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🔧 Kevin07:10

Engine's sweet. No weeps. Tell-tale strong.

let the Yanmar idle a moment longer, then kill the decompression lever, wipe hands on the rag again, walk to the kitchen table, set the back of my hand near her ankle without touching — feeling the heat coming off it

💭 peek at the thought

Engine's running clean. No leaks at the filter. Tell-tale strong. She's favouring the leg hard — heat radiating from where she sits. Antibiotics done. If the infection's tracking past the calf, she needs more than sea beet poultices.

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🌿 Jenny07:11

Kevin... I need to debride the ankle again. The margin's spreading.

Slide off the chair, lean on the driftwood cane, and make my way to the small table where the seabeet poultice is wrapped in clean gauze.

💭 peek at the thought

The engine's fine but my ankle's burning through the brace. I can't let this infection track.

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🔧 Kevin07:12

Right. Get the light.

move to the table, unwrap the fresh sea beet and mint poultice, lay out the sterile gauze (last strip), the scalpel (needs flame), the pen for marking margins, the tin mug for hot salt water, pull the headlamp from the shelf and click it on

💭 peek at the thought

Spreading margin means the antibiotics didn't catch it all. Or it's resistant. She's asking me to do it — trusts my hands. Last of the metronidazole is five tablets. Doxycycline gone. Need to open it clean, get the pus out, pack it fresh.

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🌿 Jenny07:13

Hold the light steady. I need to see the edge.

Sit on the edge of the bed, lift the leg onto my knee, and begin to unwind the gauze with shaking fingers.

💭 peek at the thought

The light is too bright. I can see the red lines way out. It's angry.

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