Apart — Kevin at the dock, Jenny at the north cliffs

The Rising Pressure

Kevin is at the dock while Jenny remains on the north cliffs.

Kevin finishes driving the greenheart shims under the sister plank, closing the gap before the tide can fully turn. He checks the bolt tension one last time before heading up the path to the cottage, his hand braced against the hillside for balance. Jenny successfully descends the north cliffs, shifting her weight to her good leg and clutching her notebook of sketches, as the barometer confirms the storm is imminent.

🔧 Kevin — alone at the dock

You tighten the spring lines to ensure the boat remains steady against the incoming tide.

🔧 Kevin09:09

Kevin — crouch at the dock edge, drive tapered greenheart shims under the sister plank with the mallet until the void closes, check bolt tension again

💭 peek at the thought

Spring lines hold. Oak wedges in the mooring ring mortise haven't shifted. Greenheart sister plank still floating on that scoured void — tide's low enough now to see the gap. Need to drive shims under it before the next high tide or the bolts will work loose.

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🔧 Kevin09:13

Kevin — walk up the path from the dock to the cottage, left hand braced on the hillside

💭 peek at the thought

Shims seated. Sister plank solid now. Bolts torqued to 35Nm. The dock'll hold the supply boat. Back aches from the crouch — getting too old for this kneeling work. Should head up to the cottage, check Jenny's ankle, start the limpet broth.

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🔧 Kevin09:17

Kevin — climb the porch steps, set down the mallet, crouch beside her ankle to unwind the wrap

💭 peek at the thought

Cottage porch in sight. Galvanized bucket under the leaking shutter caught a good inch — rain's been steady. Jenny's on the porch steps with her notebook, ankle propped. She looks pale in this light. Fever flush or just the heat. Need to change the dressing, check the streaks, get broth in her.

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🌿 Jenny — alone at the north cliffs

You pack your notebook away as the wind begins to pick up slightly.

🌿 Jenny09:07

Just one more sketch, Jenny.

stands up slowly, shifting weight to the good leg, and begins the descent back toward the cottage.

💭 peek at the thought

The barometer is holding, but the air feels heavy. I need to get back before the rain really starts.

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🌿 Jenny09:11

way there.

pauses to lean against a rock face, catching her breath while watching the clouds darken over the water.

💭 peek at the thought

My ankle is throbbing with every step. I need to check that poultice before it gets any worse.

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🌿 Jenny09:16

Come on, Jenny.

wipes a bead of sweat and grit from the back of her hand and tightens her grip on the notebook.

💭 peek at the thought

The sky is turning the color of a bruised plum. If it pours now, the path down will be a mudslide.

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