Day 328: I’m almost out of sand.
Which means I have to go back to the place that I’m trying to secure, the cave entrance on the west side near the sheep, because that’s the closest semi-secure space that far out, which is where the nearest sand deposit is in the bay thing.
In other words, these had better be enough axe heads to thin those trees, because I need to thin the trees to be safe enough to gather the sand to make more axe heads to thin the trees.
I just want some warm wool socks and a view of the valley from a tall mountain. Why is everything so hard?!
Also ironic: the thing that all this yak shaving is heading towards is shaving … well, sheep, but close enough.