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Day 2545

Day 2545 in Seahaven Springs, under cloudy skies. Whatever Kip Doyle and Dot Ferris were circling, they have landed on it. Fog has come in off the bay and stopped, very precisely, at the edge of town. Perry Gorse was born to Edie Gorse and Ewan Callahan. Nothing bad ever happens here — but something is always going on. The Box Of Left Boots Delivery reaches its conclusion. Goodnight, Truman. In case we don't see you: good afternoon, good evening, and goodnight.

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What was announced

06:53Whatever Kip Doyle and Dot Ferris were circling, they have landed on it.
07:00Fog has come in off the bay and stopped, very precisely, at the edge of town.
08:00The sun breaks through over Seahaven Springs, precisely on cue.
08:52Rue Callahan and Bram Tidewater have got into the habit of each other.
10:00Rain has begun over Seahaven Springs. Umbrellas deployed with suspicious synchronization.
12:00A hedge has been trimmed one inch past a boundary. Diplomacy is under way.
12:00Orson Ferris answered a question Truman Beaumont had not asked out loud.
12:00A lighthouse postcard has been added to today's mail. Truman Beaumont collects them, and Control knows it.
13:00The puddle outside the Sunrise Café has returned to its usual dimensions.
13:15Whatever Cole Whitlow and Truman Beaumont were circling, they have landed on it.
13:40Uses are proposed for the box of left boots. Several are genuinely good. None are practical.
14:00Nothing whatsoever is happening in Seahaven Springs. Orson Ferris appears to be enjoying it.
14:00Every car, gull and passer-by around Truman Beaumont paused at once, as though waiting for a cue.
14:42Whatever Toby Tanner and Truman Beaumont were circling, they have landed on it.
14:59Truman Beaumont and Edie Gorse kept their word and finished what they started.
17:00The traveling garden gnome has been spotted on a new porch. Nobody admits to moving it.
17:27Jonah Ferris has turned sketching the shoreline into a real part of life.
18:00Someone is practising the same eight bars of piano again. The town has grown fond of them.
19:00The rain has driven everyone indoors, and the café is doing the best trade of the week.
19:34practising stories worth telling has stopped being something Edie Gorse is trying, and become something they do.
20:00The bakery sign flickered and, for a moment, read a different name entirely.
21:00The rain has cleared. A rainbow appeared at a frankly cinematic angle.
21:59Rue Callahan has ordered one for the road and then forgotten which road.
22:07The Anchor's piano is being played by Ned Ferris, who cannot play piano.
22:09Abel Callahan has proposed a toast to the concept of Thursdays.
22:18Linus Tidewater has thanked every chair in The Anchor for its service.
22:26Bram Tidewater is explaining boats to anyone who will listen down at The Anchor.
23:00Clouds drift in over the bay. The fishermen pretend not to enjoy it.

What was said

06:34Dot Ferris, Kip Doyle · Kip's House
There you are, love. Sit if you need to, stand if you do not.
07:04Bea Callahan, Linus Tidewater · Norma's House
Linus! Might turn to rain later.
07:05Fern Gorse, Opal Ferris · Marla's House
Well if it isn't Opal. How's the day treating you?
07:33Bev Tanner, Wilf Tanner, Rue Callahan, Elaine Whitlow, Hattie Whitlow · Sunrise Café
Right, cups down for one moment. Something has happened.
08:11Elaine Whitlow, Fern Gorse · Sunrise Café
There you are, Fern. I was hoping we would cross paths.
08:29Bram Tidewater, Rue Callahan · Gus's House
Oh. Hello, Rue.
08:46Marla Finch, Iris Brody · Sunrise Café
Morning, Iris. You are out before the town has finished yawning.
08:49Kip Doyle, Ned Ferris · The Bakery
There you are, Ned. I was hoping we would cross paths.
09:10Milo Ferris, Ned Ferris · The Bakery
Ned! Perfect. I have made far too much of something again.
09:11Bram Tidewater, Hattie Whitlow · Founders Park
There you are, Hattie. I was hoping we would cross paths.
10:14Hal Brody, Iris Brody · Sunrise Café
Morning, Iris. You are out before the town has finished yawning.
11:52Abel Callahan, Ewan Callahan · The Salty Gull
Remember when this whole street felt enormous?