the old shrine · day 382 · evening

waiting out the surge

The rain has turned into a steady downpour and the wind howls through the eaves. You and Jenny gather by the stove as the light flickers.

Kevin sealed the west window with tape and a tarp while Jenny changed her ankle wrap and sketched sea beet morphology. The barometer held steady at 980 hPa as the tide rose and warm rain fell intermittently.

🌿 Jenny16:03

The pressure is dropping fast. We need to check the seals on the windows.

Wince as I peel the salt wrap off my ankle and reach for clean, dry way.

💭 peek at the thought

If the boat doesn't come in two days, I won't have enough antibiotics to get through the infection.

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🔧 Kevin16:03

I'll check the windows. You sit.

walk to the west window and press my hand against the frame, feeling for drafts around the seals

💭 peek at the thought

Barometer's been falling all afternoon. Wind's backing southwest — that'll drive rain horizontal against the west windows. Her ankle looks angry, the skin shiny tight. She shouldn't be moving on it.

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🌿 Jenny16:05

The frame is rotting there, Kevin. The wind will get through eventually.

Lean my swollen ankle against the table leg and open the notebook to sketch the sea beet morphology before the fever makes the lines blur.

💭 peek at the thought

He's focused on the wood and the metal while the red lines are moving up my calf.

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🔧 Kevin16:07

Tape and plastic for tonight. Come spring I'll cut the rot out proper.

tear strips of self-amalgamating tape and run them along the window frame seams, then unfold the spare tarp and batten it over the west window with timber strips

💭 peek at the thought

She's right. The sill's spongy. Another winter and the whole frame goes. But tonight the storm hits. Tape and plastic'll hold if the wind doesn't tear it.

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🌿 Jenny16:07

Just make sure it holds. I can't have the rain ruining the sketches.

Rub my thumb over the swollen skin and try to focus on the anatomy of the sea beet's leaves.

💭 peek at the thought

It's always "come spring" with him, but the infection is eating my leg right now.

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