Apart — Kevin at the dock, Jenny at the keeper's cottage

Midday work at dock and cottage

Kevin is at the dock shaping transom knees from salt-pine; Jenny is at the cottage tending her ankle and notebook.

No narrator was available, so nothing about this stretch was recorded.

🔧 Kevin — alone at the dock

You stand at the dock workbench, plane in hand, the second salt-pine length clamped. The first knee lies beside it, bevel close but not perfect. The bronze sleeve gleams on the bench, awaiting its center-drill. Tide is rising now — water climbing the greenheart pilings, the sister plank holding. Your shoulder aches from the saw.

🔧 Kevin20:33

Kevin — plane the second salt-pine transom knee, refining the bevel to match the first, using the straight edge to check alignment and taking light, even strokes to avoid tear-out on the salt-crystallized surface.

💭 peek at the thought

The pine's fighting me — salt's hardened the grain, but it's got good heartwood underneath. One more pass on the bevel, then I'll check it against the transom scarf. Sleeve still needs that center-drill; can't rush the Yanmar load test without it. Tide's coming up — better wrap this before the bench gets damp.

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🔧 Kevin20:36

Kevin — set the finished transom knee aside on the cedar battens, wipe salt-dust from hands, and walk up the path toward the cottage to check Jenny's ankle wound and redress it.

💭 peek at the thought

Knee's true now. Bevel sits flush against the transom scarf — no light between them. Salt-pine's dense, will hold bronze fasteners clean. Tide's lapping the sister plank bolts; greenheart's holding but the void underneath still nags. Need to get the center-drill sorted for the sleeve. Should check Jenny's ankle before the light goes.

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🌿 Jenny — alone at the keeper's cottage

You sit at the kitchen table, the notebook pages still cool and damp under your fingertips. The stone weight holds them flat. Your ankle is propped on a stool, bandage loosened for air. The red margin hasn't crossed the pen line. You have the sea beet morphology sketches half-done in the margins — salt glands detailed, crystals waiting for ink. The shortwave radio is quiet.

🌿 Jenny20:35

Jenny — reach for the pencil and carefully trace the edge of a sketched sea beet leaf.

💭 peek at the thought

Five days left. If the red reaches the knee before the boat, I'm calling for the medevac.

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🌿 Jenny20:39

Jenny — unroll the bandage slowly to check the ankle for spreading redness.

💭 peek at the thought

The pressure is getting worse. I can feel the heat radiating off it.

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