the keeper's cottage · day 685 · evening

Evening radio call and seed tin preparation

Rain hammers the cottage roof as Kevin keys the shortwave at 0700 for the supply boat ETA. Jenny sits beside him with the oilcloth-wrapped seed tin on her lap, ankle propped on a crate. The generator hums steady outside. The barometer reads 1021 and rising.

Kevin contacts the supply boat via shortwave to confirm the ETA while the rain continues. Jenny decides to move the heirloom seed tin to the sea cave at dawn, despite Kevin's concerns about the tide levels.

🔧 Kevin10:19

Supply boat, supply boat, this is Sorrel Island caretaker station, over.

key the shortwave mic, hold it steady, wait for reply

💭 peek at the thought

Barometer holding. Rising slow. Generator clean. Insulator repair held through the night. This is the call.

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🌿 Jenny10:26

Kevin, the generator's running strong, but we should prep for the swell. Check the seacocks twice once the barometer dips below 1005.

💭 peek at the thought

The rain has shifted to a heavier sheet, drumming against the roof in time with Kevin's anxious calls into the void. The barometer climbing is irrelevant—nothing's coming today. I can feel the ankle throb against my thigh, and the seed tin sits heavy and oilcloth-warm against my skin.

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🔧 Kevin10:26

Logged. Seacocks, dinghy lines, seed tin on the stove shelf. I'll run the checklist when the glass moves.

release the mic, glance at the barometer (1021), then at Jenny's ankle propped on the crate

💭 peek at the thought

She's quoting my own notebook back at me. Smart. The swell won't build for days at this pressure, but the habit's right.

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🌿 Jenny10:33

I'm keeping the tin here for now. I'm moving them to the cave at dawn.

Reach for the seed tin, pulling it closer to my chest, and wince as the weight shifts on my ankle.

💭 peek at the thought

He thinks putting them on the shelf makes them safe, but the shelf is in the house. If the ridge goes, the house might go with it. I need them in the cave, where the earth is solid.

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🔧 Kevin10:33

Tin stays dry where it is. Cave's wet on a big tide. Your call, but I'd keep it on the shelf.

reach over, steady the tin against her chest so the weight doesn't drag on the ankle

💭 peek at the thought

She's stubborn about that tin. Cave's damp, tide reaches the mouth on springs. But she'll move it when she decides, not when I say.

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🌿 Jenny10:35

I know. I'll check the soil stability one more time before I decide.

Lean back against the wall, letting my hand rest on the tin, and watch the rain blur the porch.

💭 peek at the thought

He's worried about the tide, but I'm worried about the ridge. The shelf is just wood; the cave is stone.

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🔧 Kevin10:35

Trench held last night. Water ran clean. Wall crack didn't move.

pull my hand back, let the tin settle in her lap, keep the mic loose in my other hand

💭 peek at the thought

She's watching the north slope through the rain. The intercept trench held yesterday. She wants to be sure before she commits the seeds.

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🌿 Jenny10:38

The trench is just a symptom, Kevin. It doesn't mean the ridge isn't failing.

Tighten the brace on my ankle with a sharp tug of the fabric.

💭 peek at the thought

He's looking at the cracks, but he's not looking at the slope. A clean trench is just a pipe for the mountain to slide down if the deep soil is saturated.

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🔧 Kevin10:38

Then we watch it. Cairns are set. You've got the transect data. We'll know if it accelerates.

wince at the tug, exhale slow, don't pull away

💭 peek at the thought

She's not wrong. The trench buys time, doesn't fix the geology. The ridge has been sliding since before we got here.

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🌿 Jenny10:41

I'm not waiting for a measurement to save my grandmother's seeds.

Trace the rim of the tin, the cold metal grounding against my palm, and watch the rain pulse against the glass.

💭 peek at the thought

Data doesn't matter when the cottage is under debris. He's waiting for the world to stop moving.

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