the old shrine · day 509 · evening

Lunch in the steady rain

The rain shows no sign of stopping as they sit to eat the boiled limpets. The tide is out, exposing the dark and slick rocks of the shore.

The air at the shrine is heavy with humidity, the flat sky darkening as the wet season clouds thicken over the island. The tide is rising rapidly, lapping at the lower stones of the old shrine, while Kevin and Jenny watch the silt begin to move through the trench they've dug to protect the garden wall.

🌿 Jenny21:32

The tank is full. We need to check the trench again tomorrow before the boat comes.

Picks up a warm limpet from the plate and winces as she shifts her weight.

💭 peek at the thought

My ankle is throbbing again; if this infection doesn't clear soon, I'll never be able to actually get those seeds into the soil.

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🔧 Kevin21:32

We’ll walk the line at first light. See where it’s giving.

finish eating the limpets, then take the empty plate inside to rinse and set by the sink.

💭 peek at the thought

The rain’s relentless, and Jenny’s right—we can’t afford another leak before the supply boat. Her ankle’s bothering her again; I should’ve checked the poultice sooner.

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🌿 Jenny21:33

way make sure the stones are deep enough. The silt is moving fast.

Reaches for the jar of sea beet and begins to wrap the bandage on her ankle.

💭 peek at the thought

He's always looking at the 'line' while the foundation is literally dissolving under us.

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🔧 Kevin21:34

I’ll lay a line of brush along the upper edge tomorrow—slow the runoff, catch the silt before it gets to the stones.

stand up, brush rain from my jacket, and walk to the garden shed to grab a armful of dry bracken and gorse for the brush line.

💭 peek at the thought

Silt’s cutting through like it’s got a grudge. We need more than stones—we need to slow the flow before it hits the trench. Jenny’s wrapping her ankle again; the poultice is helping, but she’s favoring it hard.

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🌿 Jenny21:35

Just make sure it's anchored deep. The runoff will just go right over the top.

Picks up her notebook and starts sketching the way the water is pooling around the shrine stones.

💭 peek at the thought

If he thinks a pile of brush is going to stop this much water, he's as delusional as the barometer.

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🔧 Kevin21:36

I’ll drive stakes through the brush into the bedrock where it’s shallow—anchor it so it can’t lift.

return to the trench with the bracken and gorse, lay it along the upper edge where the water first breaks through, and begin cutting short stakes from the dry spruce pile near the shed.

💭 peek at the thought

She’s right—if the brush isn’t keyed in, it’ll just float or wash aside. And she’s sketching the shrine again; she’s been doing that a lot lately, like she’s trying to read something in the stones.

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🌿 Jenny21:37

Don't waste the spruce if the ground is too soft. Use the gorse stems first.

Closes the notebook and rubs her throbbing ankle through the bandage.

💭 peek at the thought

Bedrock is deeper than he thinks on that side of the slope; he's going to be hammering for an hour before he hits anything solid.

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🔧 Kevin21:38

Gorse it is. I’ll use the spruce only for stakes where the soil holds.

lay the gorse stems along the trench edge, overlapping them like shingles, then begin driving the spruce stakes through the gorse and into the ground where the soil is firm enough to take them.

💭 peek at the thought

She’s watching the materials, not just the water. Gorse first—it’s tough, roots deep, won’t rot as fast. Her ankle’s flaring again; I can see it in the way she’s rubbing it, slow and tight.

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🌿 Jenny21:39

Make sure the overlap is tight. The water will find a gap if there's even one.

Stands up slowly and walks toward the shrine to look at the stones again.

💭 peek at the thought

He's so focused on the trench he can't see the island is literally shifting under his feet.

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🔧 Kevin21:40

Overlap’s tight. I’m shingling it like a roof—water runs over, not through.

continue laying the gorse stems with tight overlaps, driving spruce stakes through both layers where the ground allows, and tamp the soil back in around each stake to hold it firm.

💭 peek at the thought

She’s moving slow, but she’s going to the shrine again. Always the shrine when she’s thinking hard. I need to get this right—no gaps, no second chances before the boat.

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🌿 Jenny21:41

We'll see when the next tide hits. The sky is getting darker.

Runs a hand over the weathered stone of the shrine, feeling the worn-down names.

💭 peek at the thought

If that doesn't hold, the whole ridge is going to be a landslide before the boat arrives.

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🔧 Kevin21:42

We’ll know at first light. If it holds, we’ll line the trench with gravel tomorrow.

finish staking the gorse line, then walk back to the cottage, shaking rain from my sleeves, and check the water tank level one last time before dark.

💭 peek at the thought

She’s tracing those names like they’re answers. The barometer’s still falling—this rain’s not done. I hope the gorse holds; if it doesn’t, the water’ll be lapping at the foundation again by morning.

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