Day 680:
The rain is gone and I’m clearing the hills that block my view of my nice wood road, so that it’s harder for things to jump up and try to kill me.
(I’m also seriously contemplating replacing the back northern doors with doors that have windows because I opened them to find skeletons standing in front of me, on fire, this morning. NOT COOL.)
It’s a lot of dirt hauling and a lot of coincidental veins of ore, but that’s all still a good thing to have. Plus, less chance of death, which I’m a fan of.