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

Midday heat and wind

Kevin is at the garden, Jenny is at the north cliffs.

The south-east wind carries salt spray from the reef, making the garden surfaces slick and humid. Humidity levels remain high, preventing progress on brush removal or ankle treatment. Kevin and Jenny struggle with the heat as the wind picks up the brine.

🔧 Kevin — alone at the garden

You tighten the loose stones on the garden wall to ensure they don't shift in the coming gusts.

🔧 Kevin10:46

Kevin — walk the wall line, hammer loose stones tighter into their beds, wedge shale shims where the gaps breathe. Check the north corner deadmen — see if the rebar I drove last month still holds.

💭 peek at the thought

Mortar won't cure in this wind. Stone on stone with a dry pack buys time. The venturi gap at the north end still needs lime, but the tide's low and the mix bucket's at the spring.

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🔧 Kevin10:50

Kevin — pick up the mix bucket, walk to the spring. Fill it. Grab the lime sack from the cottage porch. Start a batch — two parts sand, one part lime, water slow. Trowel it into the venturi gap while the wind's at my back.

💭 peek at the thought

Wall's holding for now. North end gap still whistles. Need lime mortar before the next swell pushes spray over the top. Jenny's at the cliffs — she'll want the radio log when she gets back. Supply boat in three days. Two-hour window. High tide.

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🌿 Jenny — alone at the north cliffs

You look out over the edge, watching the water recede to reveal more of the rocks.

🌿 Jenny10:44

Jenny — lean cautiously over the ledge, scanning the exposed rocks for the deep purple of sea beet leaves.

💭 peek at the thought

The recession is fast today. If I can get down to that lower shelf without twisting this ankle, I might find a sample of the beet that hasn't been scorched by the spray.

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🌿 Jenny10:49

Jenny — peel back the bandage, wincing as the dried-on poultice pulls away from the infection.

💭 peek at the thought

The heat is a physical weight now. My ankle is pulsing in time with the tide; I need to soak it before the evening sets in.

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