the keeper's cottage · day 565 · dawn

Pre-storm Pressure

Kevin sits on the porch steps watching the barometer needle drop to 974 hPa while Jenny rests in a chair with her ankle elevated in a basin of warm salt water. The air is heavy and still under the thickening clouds.

The air is heavy and humid, the flat sky darkening as the clouds press in. The barometer continues its slow fall to 976 hPa, signaling an approaching front. The tide is high, lapping rhythmically against the reinforced dock-pilings.

🌿 Jenny05:01

Check the latch on the kitchen window again, Kevin. The wind is starting to pick up.

Reach into the water to gently soothe the debrided area, wincing as the salt hits the raw skin.

💭 peek at the thought

The pressure is dropping faster than I liked; if this storm hits before the boat comes, we're stuck with the salt water.

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🔧 Kevin05:02

On it. Just tightening the latch—wind’s getting under the sash.

walk to kitchen window, test latch, turn screw clockwise with screwdriver until snug, return to porch steps, pick up come-along and heavy weather line, walk toward dock at low tide, scan north piling for void or movement as I go.

💭 peek at the thought

The barometer’s falling fast—four hPa in under an hour. That north piling void’s going to scour if the tide turns. I should’ve checked it at low water, not waited. Jenny’s ankle’s raw; she’s in pain but won’t say it. I’ll fix the window latch first—quick, then get to the piling before the tide drops too far.

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🌿 Jenny05:03

Be careful with the come-along, the tide is coming in faster than the chart said it would.

Open the notebook to the sea beet sketch, focusing on the geometric precision of the salt glands before the light fades completely.

💭 peek at the thought

He's moving the heavy gear now; he's worried about the dock, but I worry about the seeds.

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🔧 Kevin05:04

Tide’s running two hours early. I’ll wedge the shims before the water hits the mortise. Back before full flood.

walk down dock to north piling, uncoil come-along, hook to piling base and deadman anchor, crank tension until piling straightens, drive three oak shims into mortise gaps with mallet while tension holds, check ring seating, ease come-along

💭 peek at the thought

She’s right—the tide’s pushing hard, earlier than the tables. The north piling’s already groaning. If I don’t get the sister on before the water covers the mortise, the ring’ll tear free again. Come-along’s rated, but the anchor point’s rotten oak. Need to wedge the shims *now*, while I can still reach the base.

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🌿 Jenny05:05

Don't stay out too long, the way is at 972 and falling.

Dip a clean cloth into the salt water and squeeze, tracing the red line of the infection with a trembling finger.

💭 peek at the thought

He's fighting the tide again. If he gets swept out, the whole island goes down with the dock.

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🔧 Kevin05:06

South piling’s the same. Next low tide. Coming in now.

release come-along, coil line, jog back up dock to cottage, step onto porch, set come-along down, go inside to kitchen, pull generator oil dipstick, wipe, reinsert, read level, top up from drum if low

💭 peek at the thought

Barometer at 972 and dropping. Wind’ll be on us inside the hour. The shims are seated, ring’s biting. Good enough for this tide. But the south piling’s next—same rot, same void. No time now. Get back, secure the generator, check her dressing before the storm hits proper.

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