← Day 361

Apart — Kevin at the keeper's cottage, Jenny at the garden

The sky darkens overhead

Kevin is at the cottage while Jenny is at the garden.

Kevin secured the shortwave radio under the porch overhang, logged the Volmet forecast, and tightened the generator storm lashings. Jenny weighted the shade cloth corners with stones and rested against the garden wall, her ankle throbbing.

🔧 Kevin — alone at the keeper's cottage

You stay inside to prep the emergency kit and monitor the radio frequency.

🔧 Kevin20:22

Kevin — walk to the kitchen shelf, lift the shortwave radio down, check the coaxial connection at the new insulator, power it on and tune to 8828 kHz for the Volmet broadcast, then assemble the ditch bag: medevac forms, handheld VHF, flares, heirlo

💭 peek at the thought
Storm's building. Barometer's still dropping. Need the ditch bag ready if the roof goes or the cottage floods. Radio's the only line out — got to keep it listening.

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🔧 Kevin20:28

Kevin — log the forecast in the notebook, clip the shortwave to the porch rail under the overhang with the dry bag over it, then walk to the generator shed to check oil and tighten the ratchet straps on the storm lashings.

💭 peek at the thought
Volmet's faint but readable. Gale force 9 still holding through tomorrow afternoon. Swell building to six metres. Supply boat won't make it in three days — not in this. Need to secure the generator and check the roof tie-downs before dark.

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🌿 Jenny — alone at the garden

You limp to the garden to weight down the shade cloth and check the trellis stakes.

🌿 Jenny20:20

Stay down, just one more hour.

I place heavy stones on the corners of the shade cloth to prevent the wind from ripping it.

💭 peek at the thought
The pressure is dropping too fast; if this storm hits before I finish the beds, the heirloom seeds are lost to rot.

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🌿 Jenny20:26

Almost done, Kevin.

I sit on a dry patch of earth and lean my back against the stone wall, catching my breath.

💭 peek at the thought
My ankle is throbbing in time with the rain, and I can't see the bottom of the seed tin anymore.

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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.