the keeper's cottage · day 705 · dawn

Morning coffee and fish in the shallows

Kevin and Jenny sit on the cottage porch with steaming tin mugs, the barometer steady at 1006 hPa and the tide high against the dock pilings. A dense school of small silver fish darts through the shallows just off the dock, flashing in the bright sun, chased by occasional larger splashes — tuna or mackerel driving them inshore. Jenny's notebook rests on her knee, her ankle propped on a cushion beneath the blanket, while Kevin watches the water, the dinghy tugging gently at its doubled stern lines.

Kevin tests the Yanmar engine under load in the dinghy to ensure the vibration fix is holding. Jenny heads to the north ridge to sketch the sea beet morphology while managing her throbbing ankle pain.

🌿 Jenny14:45

The boat is nine days out, Kevin. Nine days.

Trace the outline of a sea way's leaf in the margin of the notebook.

💭 peek at the thought

My own is throbbing in time with the tide, but the salt water did its job. I need to get to the north ridge before the sun gets any higher.

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🔧 Kevin14:45

Nine. Or seven. Or twelve. Barometer's steady, wind's west. That's what matters.

lift mug, blow steam, watch the silver flash dart and scatter near the dock pilings

💭 peek at the thought

Nine days. Could be seven if the wind holds west. Could be twelve if the front stalls. The fish mean predators close — good for the handline, bad if I'm swimming. Jenny's tracking the days like I track bolt torque. She wants me to say it out loud.

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🌿 Jenny14:47

It's exactly nine. The radio said so.

adjust the bandage on my ankle, wincing as the sharp throb hits the debrided skin.

💭 peek at the thought

He makes it sound like a game, but the island doesn't care about his estimates.

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🔧 Kevin14:47

Nine days. High tide window. Two hour wait. Captain acknowledged.

set mug down on the porch rail, reach for the radio log notebook to confirm the entry, thumb finding the page without looking

💭 peek at the thought

She's right. The captain said nine on 2182. I heard it. She heard it. We both logged it. She's making me say the number because the number is the only thing we can hold.

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🌿 Jenny14:49

I need to check the soil pH near the garden before the heat gets too intense.

stand up slowly, putting my weight on my good leg to avoid the throbbing in my ankle.

💭 peek at the thought

He trusts the log more than he trusts my body, but at least the radio doesn't lie.

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🔧 Kevin14:49

Take the auger. Bit seized yesterday at forty centimetres — buried timber. Cleared it, but go slow.

rise from the porch step, stretch the stiffness from my lower back, hook the water test kit off the shelf by the door

💭 peek at the thought

She's moving before the sun climbs. Smart. The pH strips are in the kit by the door — four left. She'll want the north slope beds where the lime hasn't taken yet. I should go with her. The ground's treacherous when it's dry on top and slick underneath.

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