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

Afternoon Work at Dock and Cliffs

Kevin is at the dock finishing the Yanmar sea trial on the dinghy; Jenny is on the north cliffs completing sea beet sketches and checking the water tank sediment.

Kevin checked the rat trap in the pantry and found a fresh carcass, which he cleaned and set aside. Jenny returned from the north cliffs with her notebook of sea beet sketches and set it on the cottage table, looking out toward the dock.

🔧 Kevin — alone at the dock

You tie off the dinghy with the reinforced stern line, the new half-inch three-strand rope clean and sound. The Yanmar sits mounted true, no vibration at idle. You wipe a bead of sweat from your jaw and look toward the horizon — two days until the supply boat, and the barometer still falling.

🔧 Kevin21:15

Kevin — walk up to the cottage

💭 peek at the thought

Engine's sweet. No weep at the sleeve, no knock, no smoke. She'll plane with two aboard if the sea stays kind. But that barometer — 1005 and steady's a lie, it was 992 this morning. Falling fast means the gale's still coming. Friday. Force 8. If the boat comes Thursday, I have a window. If not, the north channel at 0600 is the only way off, and even then it's one person in a following sea. Jenny asked about the dinghy. She asked about the liferaft. She didn't ask if I'd go.

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🔧 Kevin21:20

Kevin — check the rat trap in the pantry

💭 peek at the thought

Cottage is quiet. No radio chatter, no movement in the garden. She's still at the cliffs or on her way back. The seed tin was on the table when I left — damp packets separated, tomato viable, basil compromised. She packed everything else. Notebook open to sea beet sketches, unfinished. That 'E' at the shrine. She traced it like a rosary. I need to check the rat trap, reset bait. Then the liferaft decision. Canopy's scrap. No replacement fabric. Could lash the canister to the dinghy as a float, but it's dead weight if we capsize. Or leave it. She asked me to strip it. That was the request.

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🌿 Jenny — alone at the north cliffs

You close your notebook, the sea beet morphology complete with salt gland cross-sections. The wind picks up at the cliff edge, carrying salt spray. You descend toward the cottage, the sediment sample wrapped in cloth, already planning the tank flush — but the falling pressure makes you glance west, where the sky darkens imperceptibly.

🌿 Jenny21:17

Jenny — walk back down the trail to the cottage, tucking the notebook under my arm to protect the sketches from the spray.

💭 peek at the thought

The barometer is dropping faster than it should for a clear day; if the boat is delayed again, I need to secure the seeds from the humidity.

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🌿 Jenny21:23

Jenny — enter the cottage, set the notebook on the table, and look out the window at the dock.

💭 peek at the thought

The wind is picking up; I need to check if the tarp is still weighted down properly before the rain rolls in.

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