the keeper's cottage · day 39 · morning

Day 39, Afternoon

The sky darkens further as the barometer continues to drop, and the smell of rain carries on the salt air.

The morning rain continues as the air pressure drops, signaling an approaching front. Kevin and Jenny begin their morning tasks, but the humidity makes the work on the sail difficult and the drying seeds slow to progress.

🌿 Jenny10:57

Kevin, the pressure is tanking. We need to bring everything inside.

Stand up and quickly gather the drying heirloom seed packets from the porch screens.

💭 peek at the thought

1003 and still dropping. This isn't just a front; it's going to be a soak. I need to get those seeds off the porch before the wind shifts.

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🔧 Kevin10:57

On it. Spar first — epoxy won't cure in this humidity anyway. Then canvas rolls, generator cover, dinghy lines.

Walk to the spruce spar leaning against the cottage wall, inspect the tacky epoxy at the mast step split, then carry it inside through the kitchen door.

💭 peek at the thought

She's right. The barometer's falling faster than I like — 1003 and dropping. Front's moving in hard. Need to secure the spar, the canvas, the generator, and get the dinghy tied down proper before the wind shifts west.

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🌿 Jenny10:58

I've got the seeds. Don't let the spar touch the table, the epoxy is still a mess.

Carry the seed packets into the kitchen and carefully lay them out on the dry wooden counter.

💭 peek at the thought

At least he's moving. If the rain turns sideways, the porch will be a wind tunnel.

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🔧 Kevin10:59

Won't. Bedroom wall, oilcloth under the step.

Carry the spruce spar through the kitchen careful as a live wire, duck into the bedroom, spread the oilcloth square against the wall, and lean the spar upright with the split mast step resting on the cloth.

💭 peek at the thought

She's sharp — catches the things I'd miss. Epoxy's still tacky after two days, ruin the table if I'm not careful. Lean it against the bedroom wall, cloth underneath.

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🌿 Jenny11:00

Smart.

Lean against the counter for a second to steady myself, then check the seeds for any moisture that might have crept in during the move.

💭 peek at the thought

He's so precise it's almost exhausting. I can't even think about food right now, my head is spinning from the hunger.

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🔧 Kevin11:00

Coffee's on the stove. Mug's clean.

Walk back to the kitchen, lift the kettle off the wood stove, pour two mugs, set one on the counter near her without touching the seed packets.

💭 peek at the thought

She's tired. More than she lets on. The seed thing got to her — two packets lost, three saved, and she's carrying it quiet. I should've asked. Still should.

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🌿 Jenny11:02

Thanks. I'm actually starving. Do we have any of that corned beef left?

Take a sip of the coffee and glance toward the cupboard where the tinned provisions are kept.

💭 peek at the thought

The smell of the coffee is making me feel dizzy. I need something solid in my stomach or I'm going to crash before the rain even hits.

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🔧 Kevin11:02

Five tins. Labels gone but seals hold. Want it fried with the sea beet?

Pull the cast iron skillet from the stove top where it's cooling, wipe it with a rag, set it back on the iron, and drop a spoonful of lard in to melt.

💭 peek at the thought

Five tins left, labels salt-blurred but seals intact. Good for another week easy. Should eat the perishables first — limpets are done, sea beet wilting. Corned beef keeps.

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