Days

Dawn found Jenny on the dock bench, ankle elevated, watching the tide climb the pilings faster than forecast. The barometer read 997 hPa and falling. Kevin tested the Yanmar on the…

Rain fell steadily on the roof at dawn as Kevin mixed mortar for the dock corner. The moisture kept the batch from setting. "Mix is too wet. Rain keeps hitting the trough," he said…

Dawn broke overcast and heavy. The barometer showed a slight rise, but the air clung damp and warm. Kevin worked the north ridge drainage channel, clearing stones and setting grade…

Dawn broke overcast and heavy. Jenny sat on the porch steps checking her ankle brace while Kevin stood by the railing, barometer in hand. "Tide's out far enough. Mortar should set …

Dawn broke warm and wet over Sorrel Island. Rain tapped the dock overhang where Kevin and Jenny stood, the tide receding from the north pilings. Jenny sat on a dry crate, wrapping …

Dawn brought motionless heat and a grey sky over the north ridge. Kevin leveled the second course of the seaward garden wall while Jenny adjusted her ankle brace on a nearby stone.…

Dawn found Kevin on the porch tightening shutter bolts while the barometer slid. Jenny sat on the top step, ankle wrapped in clean gauze, watching clouds thicken over the garden. T…

Dawn found the bay glassy, a bloom of pale jellyfish drifting slow against the grey. Jenny sat on the steps, ankle propped on a crate, while Kevin checked the barometer — no wind, …

Dawn thickened over Sorrel Island. Kevin and Jenny sat on the porch, barometer at 977 hPa and rising, wind shifting north across the bay. Jenny sketched cloud formations over the n…

Dawn found Kevin on the dock testing the bow spring line as the tide rose against the pilings. Jenny sat on a beam, ankle propped on a crate, watching the horizon. "Bow spring's si…

Dawn brought warm rain on the reinforced shutters. Kevin sat on the porch steps while Jenny rested beside him, ankle propped in a bucket of salt water. At low tide he had re-pegged…

The mercury fell steadily to 981 hPa at dawn. Kevin sat on the porch steps watching the glass while Jenny sat beside him, her injured ankle resting in a bucket of salt water. She w…

Warm rain drummed the tin roof at dawn. Kevin checked the tank — four hundred litres — while Jenny sat with her ankle propped in a bucket of salt water, watching the tide creep tow…

Dawn broke flat and grey, the barometer already fallen to 985 hPa. Kevin sat on the porch edge watching clouds thicken over the north ridge. Jenny leaned back in her chair, ankle i…

Dawn broke with rain lashing the cottage walls. Kevin sat on the porch watching the barometer fall to 976 millibars, dropping two or three an hour. Jenny soaked her swollen ankle i…

Dawn broke under an overcast sky, the barometer steady at 976 hPa and falling. Kevin and Jenny sat on the porch, the air thick with salt and coming rain. Kevin checked the cottage …

Dawn found Jenny on the cottage steps, the grey sky thickening over the garden. Kevin checked the barometer — mercury still falling, air heavy with rain scent. He had secured the n…

Rain drummed the roof at dawn. The water tank sat at the brim, overflow running clear. Kevin checked the barometer — pressure dropping steady — while Jenny wrapped her ankle on the…

The humidity hung heavy over the garden at dawn. Kevin sat on the steps filing the Yanmar injector pump sleeve while Jenny sat beside him, soaking her ankle in a basin of salt wate…

Rain slowed to a drizzle at dawn. Kevin sat on the floorboards inspecting the Yanmar injector pump. "Pump's clean. Not the problem," he said. Jenny soaked her ankle in warm salt wa…