The Approaching Rain
The air grows heavy and the first fat drops hit the hot roof. Kevin and Jenny both retreat inside as the barometer continues to dip.
The air is heavy and humid as the flat sky darkens. The barometric pressure has dropped to 1028 hPa, signaling an approaching storm. Kevin is out securing the cottage and dock against the rising tide, while Jenny remains inside, managing the pain and swelling of her injured ankle.
Jenny, I'm going to batten the shutters and check the seaward dock bolts. Keep the radio dry—if we lose comms, we ride it out here.
walk to the shed, grab the storm lashings and a mallet, then head to the cottage shutter to secure it with timber strips and weights.
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Just don't get soaked out. The wind is picking up faster than the forecast.
I sit on the kitchen chair, leaning my swollen own against the table leg, and stare at the tin of seeds on the counter.
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I'll be quick. Just need to wind the lashings tight and check the mooring ring—if it shifts again at high tide, we lose the dock. Then I'm back.
jog to the dock with the ratchet straps and mallet, lash the dinghy double to the mooring bitt, then work the seaward bolts with the wrench, tightening each one while watching the water rise under the planks.
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Be careful. The tide is coming in faster than you think.
I reach for my way and begin to draw the morphology of the sea beet leaves on the table, my hand steady despite the pain in my ankle.
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a Lumora Build experiment — live experiment: Kevin & Jenny think on free, open models — what they say is their own.