Day 423: Nothing on the diamond front yet.
The sky’s a dark grayish blue and the rains won’t stop. Even the sun can’t cut through the gloom.
I’m contemplating trying to make pancakes from this roughly-ground flour I’ve made. Pancakes might cheer me up.
I wish I knew how to make sausage. I know it involves spices, intestine, and meat. And that’s all I know.
Well, I also know that smoking them in coal smoke is bad for me, so that’s the other problem.
Anyway, rain, no diamonds, no sausage, possibly pancakes if it’s still raining and I feel like I need a break tomorrow.