Apart — Kevin at the dock, Jenny at the garden

Afternoon work at dock and garden

Kevin is at the dock testing the Yanmar after carburetor cleaning; Jenny is at the garden checking seed trays and tending seedlings.

Kevin ran the dinghy engine through its paces and found a faint vibration above half throttle, then secured the boat with doubled spring lines against the coming weather. Jenny spread the heirloom seed packets to dry at the kitchen table and found the tin's contents still viable despite dampness.

🔧 Kevin — alone at the dock

You lower the dinghy into the water and start the Yanmar — it catches on the second pull and settles into a steadier idle. You engage forward gear and ease the throttle up, feeling for the vibration that showed above half throttle last time. The prop shaft spins true, the bronze sleeve holding.

🔧 Kevin21:32

Kevin — run the dinghy engine at increasing throttle, checking for vibration, then bring it back to idle and kill the ignition

💭 peek at the thought

She holds steady past half throttle. No vibration in the tiller, no shake in the mount. The bronze sleeve did its job — prop shaft true, alignment solid. Engine breathes clean. That's one less thing.

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🔧 Kevin21:36

Kevin — kill the engine, secure the dinghy to the dock with bow and stern lines, double the spring lines against the coming weather, and walk back to the cottage

💭 peek at the thought

Engine's warm. No vibration all the way to full throttle. The bronze sleeve held, the shaft runs true, the mount bolts didn't walk. She's ready. Just need to secure her proper and get back to the cottage — Jenny's ankle needs that poultice changed.

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🌿 Jenny — alone at the garden

You kneel beside the seed trays under the shade cloth, examining each cell. The tomato and basil seedlings stand straight with true leaves; three pepper and four lettuce cells show the white fuzz of damping-off at the soil line. You lift the affected cells carefully, bag them for burning, and dust the remaining soil with a pinch of lime.

🌿 Jenny21:31

Not today, not like this.

Jenny stands up slowly, wincing at her ankle, and walks toward the cottage to check the seed tin.

💭 peek at the thought

If I lose this batch, I'll have own left to plant when the infection finally breaks.

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🌿 Jenny21:34

Jenny — jenny sits at the kitchen table, opens the tin of seeds, and begins to spread the damp packets onto a dry sheet of paper.

💭 peek at the thought

The sky is getting that color of a bruised plum, and the air is too heavy to breathe.

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