the dock · day 862 · dawn

High tide and rising rain

Kevin secures the supply crate to the mooring ring as the rain begins to fall from the west. Jenny sits on the porch steps, adjusting her wrapped ankle while watching the tide swell against the dock pilings.

Kevin inspected the north dock stringer at high tide, finding the sistered joint holding but the greenheart plate flexing under surge pressure. Jenny debrided her ankle with salt water and reopened the grandmother's seed tin, finding the heirloom seeds viable but the tin's bottom seam fully corroded through.

🌿 Jenny13:24

Watch those lines, Kevin. The wood is soft as a sponge today.

Jenny reaches into her pocket for the barometer and traces the falling needle with her thumb.

💭 peek at the thought

The barometer is dropping too fast for this much rain, and I need to get those seeds inside before the humidity ruins the paper.

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🔧 Kevin13:24

Lines are doubled. Warp's on the north piling too. Not my first surge.

Test the bow line tension with a hard pull, then walk back along the dock toward the cottage, checking each cleat and the sistered starboard stringer joint.

💭 peek at the thought

She's right. The stringer's punk wood clear through. If the surge hits the ring hard with these lines slack, the whole landward section goes.

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🌿 Jenny13:25

Just check the salt-wick on the way; it's looking worse than the last storm.

Jenny stands up slowly, wincing as the pain shoots through her ankle, and moves toward the kitchen to fetch the salt water.

💭 peek at the thought

If the tide rises any higher, the rot will take the jetty before the boat even arrives.

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🔧 Kevin13:26

Checked it at first light. Trench is draining. Water's clear.

Step onto the cottage porch, unhook the headlamp from my belt, and set it on the table. Then lift the loose floorboard by the hearth to peer at the foundation sill where the intercept trench meets it.

💭 peek at the thought

Salt-wick at the northeast corner's been creeping up the foundation beam. If the trench didn't hold, the clay's already lubricating under the sill.

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🌿 Jenny13:27

Don't get too hopeful; the humidity is still high enough to rot the seeds anyway.

Jenny sits on the kitchen chair, pouring a bowl of salt water over her ankle while she prepares to debride the swelling.

💭 peek at the thought

If the trench is draining, the pressure might be off, but the wood is still weeping from the saturation.

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🔧 Kevin13:29

Tomorrow's the day. I'll pull the garden tarp, rig the drying frame under the eaves.

Check the weatherboard gap in the cottage northeast wall, measure the airflow with the anemometer, then head to the workshop to assemble the seed-drying rack from the spare cedar slats and the collapsible wire mesh.

💭 peek at the thought

She's right. Seeds need 48 hours under 60% humidity to dry properly. The tin's sweating on the counter.

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