Day 762:
Finally got too cold to sleep any longer. One disadvantage of caves is they’re always damp and cool and when you’re in bed with a concussion for days, it’s hard to tend the fire.
Got up, made a fire, and boiled some water for tea.
It’s not real tea, it’s boiled flower petals, which is as close as I can get to tea in this place of grass and random plants. I tried making tea out of the grass a while ago and that was definitely not tea. I tried boiling some of the vines out on the swamp trees and not only was that not tea, it was a great way to cure constipation — and not one I want to repeat, lest it builds up in the blood.
Boiling flower petals has been more successful. Dandelion tea is better than the white flower tea. The rose tea is the best but the roses are so rare I don’t want to risk using them all up all the time.
Anyway, hot tea, a little while out on the front lawn to get some indirect sunlight, and then pumpkin soup because talking and chewing make my head hurt.
Maybe tomorrow I’ll feel good enough to go pick the pumpkins in the patch.