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the garden · day 814 · morning

Morning Labor

The onshore breeze picks up slightly as the sun rises higher, warming the lime-dusted soil.

No narrator was available, so nothing about this stretch was recorded.

🌿 Jenny16:45

The heat is already too much today.

Kneels and works the lime into the garden bed with the hand fork.

💭 peek at the thought
If I don't get the pH down, those seeds will just rot in the heat. I'm tired of fighting the earth.

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🔧 Kevin16:45

Mm. Turn the sacks on the porch before noon or they'll set hard. I'll do it.

walk to the cottage porch and start turning the lime sacks on the tarp

💭 peek at the thought
She's right about the heat. The lime needs turning before it cakes. I should get the sacks moved and check the porch tarp corners while she's in the beds.

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🌿 Jenny16:47

Don't let them get damp, the salt air is heavy today.

Wincing as she shifts her weight, continuing to dig the lime into the dark earth.

💭 peek at the thought
At least he's doing something, but my ankle is screaming and the soil is still stubborn.

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🔧 Kevin16:47

Tarp's battened. Won't let the air take it.

grab the fork and turn the first lime sack, breaking clumps with the tines, then the second sack, working methodically down the row

💭 peek at the thought
She's favouring the ankle again. The heat's pulling moisture from everywhere — her ankle, the lime, the soil. I'll turn the sacks and get the tarp weighted proper.

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🌿 Jenny16:49

The garden's still too acidic even with lime.

Wipes sweat from her brow, wincing as she shifts position and returns to working the fork into the soil.

💭 peek at the thought
His hands move with the certainty I've lost.

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🔧 Kevin16:49

The limed beds hold 6.8 to 7.0. Tomatoes are in the right zone. Peppers too. It's the untreated strips along the wall that drag it down.

finish turning the second sack, wipe the fork clean on my trousers, and walk back toward the garden wall to check the untreated strip she's working

💭 peek at the thought
She's read the same pH log I have. Untreated beds sitting at 5.5–5.8. The cave clay's leaching acid into the ridge. Lime's a bandage, not a fix. But it's what we've got.

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