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the keeper's cottage · day 389 · afternoon

Waiting for the Lull

The rain shows no signs of stopping, and the tide remains high against the dock pilings.

Kevin spent the afternoon investigating the dinghy's vibration, noting it persists only above half-throttle, while Jenny focused on drying the heirloom seeds and managing the seedling de-salting as the humid wet season air pressed in.

🔧 Kevin22:24

Kevin — walk to the porch and check the barometer reading

💭 peek at the thought
Tank's full. Good. Means the intake's still moving water even with the mesh clogged. But the silt's only going to get worse if this rain holds. Need to clear it proper when the tide drops, or the pump'll suck mud.

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🌿 Jenny22:27

It's not going away.

move the tin of heirloom seeds closer to the warmth of the wood stove.

💭 peek at the thought
The pressure is holding, but the humidity is a thief. If those seeds don't dry now, they'll rot.

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🔧 Kevin22:27

Barometer's 987. Rising slow. If it holds past a thousand, the squall's breaking.

pour two mugs of tea from the pot on the stove and set one on the table near the seed tin

💭 peek at the thought
She's talking about the rain. Or the damp. Or both. Seeds won't dry proper in this humidity — not with the stove just taking the chill off. Tin near the heat helps, but it's a slow fight.

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🌿 Jenny22:29

I hope you're right.

take a sip of the tea and return to the sketch of the sea beet morphology.

💭 peek at the thought
A thousand is a long way off when the air is this heavy and my ankle is screaming.

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🔧 Kevin22:29

Kevin — sit at the table with my mug, watching the steam rise, and glance at the radio on the shelf

💭 peek at the thought
She's not asking. Just stating. The sketchbook's got days of work in it — salt glands, leaf cross-sections, transect counts. She's thorough. More than I am with most things.

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🌿 Jenny22:31

The radio isn't going anywhere.

trace the edge of the salt glands in the drawing with a sharp pencil.

💭 peek at the thought
He's thinking about the supply boat again. Always the escape route while I'm worried about the soil.

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🔧 Kevin22:32

Aye.

drink tea and wait, fingers tapping slow on the mug

💭 peek at the thought
She knows why I'm looking. 0200 isn't far off. Tom's frequency. The squall's eating signal but the barometer's rising — skip might clear. She's right. The radio isn't going anywhere. Neither am I.

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🌿 Jenny22:33

I need to check the seeds one more time.

stand up slowly, wincing as my ankle shifts, and walk toward the tin on the table.

💭 peek at the thought
The silence is louder than the rain today. I need to check the moisture in that tin again.

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