← Day 954

Apart — Kevin at the garden, Jenny at the woods

Supply boat arrival and north ridge work

Kevin is at the garden preparing for the supply boat offload; Jenny is in the woods gathering materials for the north ridge trench reinforcement.

Kevin secured the clean diesel drums at the generator shed and set the cracked can on the workbench to monitor the epoxy repair, then returned to the cottage porch with coffee to watch the tide. Jenny drove the first copper-capped greenheart sapling into the primary clay seepage point on the north ridge and cut a shallow diversion trench at the second weep line, though the saturated ground made progress slow.

🔧 Kevin — alone at the garden

You stand in the garden beside the stacked crates, eyeing the sky. The barometer holds at 991. High tide in six hours. You've laid heavy canvas over the seed potato crates and tied down the shade cloth corners with fresh timber battens. The diesel drums need rolling to the shed — two hundred litres clean, one cracked can still weeping epoxy.

🔧 Kevin07:56

Kevin — roll the clean diesel drums to the generator shed and secure them, then move the cracked can to the workbench for monitoring.

💭 peek at the thought
Six hours. That's time to move the drums, check the mooring lines twice, and still have a hot mug before the boat hits the horizon. The cracked can goes last — if it weeps worse under load, I'd rather lose twenty litres than two hundred.

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🔧 Kevin08:00

Kevin — walk back to the cottage, pour coffee from the kettle, and take a seat on the porch step to watch the tide turn.

💭 peek at the thought
Drums are stowed. Cracked can sits on the bench with a rag under the seam — weeps slow, maybe a tablespoon an hour. Good enough for now. Mooring lines hold. Shade cloth's tight. Garden's as ready as it gets. Now the wait.

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🌿 Jenny — alone at the woods

You move uphill into the spruce stand, cane in one hand, hatchet in the other. The ground is spongy with needle duff. You select straight-grained greenheart saplings — six, copper-capped ends already staged at the ridge — and fell them clean. You drag them down the game trail, bark stripping off in long curls. At the intercept trench site, the clay weeps at the shoring line.

🌿 Jenny07:54

Jenny — lean on the cane and examine the weep line, then drive the first copper-capped sapling vertically into the clay at the primary seepage point.

💭 peek at the thought
The saturation is worse than yesterday. If the clay continues to liquefy at the interface, those shims won't be enough to stop the slump.

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🌿 Jenny07:59

Jenny — place a marker stake at the second seepage point, then use the hatchet to cut a shallow trench to divert surface water away from the clay interface.

💭 peek at the thought
The sapling is taking, but I need to move faster before the next rain cell hits. The poultice is holding, but the infection margin is creeping.

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

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