Day 718: Lots of feathers, not much for socks

Day 718:

IT DIDN’T RAIN AT ALL TODAY!

My socks are still wet anyway.

I used to try them on the smelting furnace(s) but then they’d catch fire or shrink and I would be sad.

So right now they’re strung on a tree like little holiday decorations from someone extremely confused about stockings.

Anyway no rain meant lots of working outdoors! Climbing trees and thinning them so monsters will stop trying to kill me! Getting blown out of a tree by an exploding giraffe corgi!

Now my back hurts (again) and I’ve got some pretty nasty scratches, splinters, etc. (I wonder if there’s, like, something actually stuck in my back. I should check before bed.)

And also I think the ducken population is getting out of control. I saw a record eight hatch from one clutch of eggs earlier and I’m starting to worry about how sustainable they are.

I mean, if I’m the cause then I should probably be the fix too.

I haven’t gone fishing in ages and let me tell you, I could use something to eat other than poultry. (The pork chops I had from those pigs in the pit were amazing.)