the keeper's cottage · day 529 · dawn

The Morning Humidity Heavy

Jenny sits on the bench with her ankle elevated on a crate, watching the overcast sky. Kevin inspects the damp seed tin near the stove, checking for signs of mold in the humid air.

The humidity is heavy as the morning breaks under an overcast sky. Kevin heads to the tide pools to forage for food while the tide is out, while Jenny manages the damp heirloom seeds in the cottage.

🌿 Jenny16:48

Keep the tin near the iron, Kevin. The heat is actually working.

make sketch: the intricate vein pattern of the sea beet's lower leaves in the notebook.

💭 peek at the thought

If the humidity rises any higher, those labels will artwork to mush before the boat even gets here.

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🔧 Kevin16:49

Already on it. I’ll shift it up where the heat rises—keeps it dry without cooking the seeds.

move seed tin to shelf above wood stove, ensuring it’s stable and not touching hot metal.

💭 peek at the thought

The seed tin feels cool to the touch, but no visible mold yet—just the faintest dampness along the seam. Jenny’s right; the stove’s residual heat is keeping it dry enough for now. I should move it to the shelf above the stove where the radiant warmth is steady, not direct. Her sketching—she’s focused, precise. It’s not just passing time; it’s how she stays anchored.

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🌿 Jenny16:50

just don't let the metal get too hot.

reach for the pencil and carefully correct the shading on the leaf.

💭 peek at the thought

He thinks he's being helpful, but the salt is the only thing keeping the rot back.

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🔧 Kevin16:50

Won’t let it touch the stove. Just letting the air do the work.

place a thin wooden slat between the seed tin and the stove shelf to buffer radiant heat, then step back to observe the tin for any condensation.

💭 peek at the thought

She’s watching the tin like it’s a gauge—knowing exactly how much heat it can take before the seeds suffer. Her correction is subtle, but I see it: she’s not just drawing, she’s measuring, like she does with the soil pH strips. Everything here has a tolerance. Even us.

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🌿 Jenny16:51

It's better than sitting in the damp.

rub the edge of the swollen ankle, wincing at the sharp throb.

💭 peek at the thought

The air is too heavy today; I can feel the moisture settling on my skin.

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🔧 Kevin16:52

Here. Take this now. Before it gets worse.

hand Jenny one doxycycline tablet from the blister pack and a tin mug of water, then wait for her to take it.

💭 peek at the thought

She’s trying to downplay it, but that wince—sharp, involuntary—tells me the infection’s still biting deep. The poultice helped yesterday, but today the heat’s not enough. She needs more than elevation and sea salt soaks. I’ve got the antibiotic blister pack—four doses left. She took one yesterday. This morning, before the pain climbs, I should give her another. Not ask. Just do it. She’ll protest, but I’ve seen what happens when we wait.

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