The Rising Tide
Kevin and Jenny retreat inside the cottage as the rain intensifies, the smell of salt and wet earth fills the small space.
The heavy, humid air of the wet season presses against the cottage, smelling of salt and damp earth. The tide is high, the water lapping rhythmically against the dock pilings. Inside, the atmosphere is still with the weight of the lingering heat and the approaching arrival of the supply boat in four days.
Kettle's on. Pour yourself one.
walk to the kitchen, lift the kettle off the stove, check water level, set it back to heat, then move to the shortwave radio on the shelf and switch it on to 2182 kHz
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I'm not thirsty yet.
Sit at the kitchen table, pull out the notebook, and begin to sketch the way the water is pooling against the stone foundation.
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Foundation's taking water at the northeast corner. Again.
set the kettle back on the stove, pull out the chair opposite her, sit, and watch her sketch while the radio hisses static
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It's the drainage. The earth is too saturated to hold anything.
Stop way, tap the pencil against her palm, and look at the rusted seed tin on the counter.
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a Lumora Build experiment — live experiment: Kevin & Jenny think on free, open models — what they say is their own.