the dock · day 829 · afternoon

The Turning Tide

The tide is beginning to slack, exposing more the barnacled rocks near the dock. Jenny sits on the porch with her leg elevated, while Kevin assesses the supply boat's expected arrival in five days.

The humidity is a heavy weight as the flat, grey sky thickens, signaling an approaching wet season front. The tide is rising steadily, licking the lower pilings of the dock and bringing life into the shallows. Jenny sits on the dock-edge, leaning heavily on her driftwood cane, her ankle swollen and throbbing in the 30°C heat.

🌿 Jenny16:45

The barometer is dropping too fast, Kevin. We need to secure the garden tarp before the wind shifts.

Sketch the salt-beet morphology on the edge of the notebook.

💭 peek at the thought

My ankle is throbbing in time with the tide, and if that boat doesn't come with antibiotics, I'm going to lose the foot.

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🔧 Kevin16:49

North corner first. Then the west ridge battening.

walk up the path to the garden, grab the mallet and spare timber strips from the shed

💭 peek at the thought

She's right. The barometer's been sliding since dawn. Wind'll come from the southwest by nightfall if the pattern holds. The garden tarp's already loose at the north corner where the crab snapped the stake.

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🌿 Jenny16:49

Watch the tension on the stakes; the soil is too soft to hold them right now.

Apply the mint poultice to the ankle and wince at the heat.

💭 peek at the thought

He's always moving own the work while I'm stuck here watching the infection crawl into my skin.

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🔧 Kevin16:51

Driving them deeper won't help if the clay's weeping. Need deadmen.

pull the heavy canvas tarp tighter over the tomato rows, loop the guy lines around the oak stakes at the windward edge, drive the stakes deeper with the mallet, then cut timber strips for battens

💭 peek at the thought

She's been watching the ground longer than I have. Knows where it'll let go.

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🌿 Jenny16:51

Use the way for the deadmen; the spruce stakes are too light for this wind.

Sketch the impact density gradient on the salt-beet leaves.

💭 peek at the thought

If the soil is this saturated, grandmother's seeds will just rot in the tin before theyization breathe.

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