Author: kirabug

Day 309:

I just watched the most beautiful sunset I think I’ve ever seen.

There’s no point trying to draw it, the supplies here would never do it justice. Heck if I had a camera I’m not sure that would do it justice. It was all the right colors at all the right times and the perfect temperature breeze coming through the cracks in the door, and the fresh smell of the outdoors and the soft noises of the animals in the yard behind me.

Here, let’s do this instead:

Picture the most beautiful peaceful sunset you’ve ever watched. Now don’t just picture it, give yourself a moment to relieve it. The breeze, the sights, the smells, the things you heard… go ahead, I’ll wait.

 

 

 

 

 

 

That’s what it was like.

I’m not all that into sunrise due to it occurring at the crack of dawn, and sunset around here usually means the zombies and skeletons will be out momentarily (not to mention the screaming night birds) but this one was worth noting.

I’m going to blow out my candle and sleep well tonight.

Day 308:

Now that my brick path is in (and it does look really sharp) I’m strongly tempted to put in more paths to some of my other entryways. I mean, I do still have a LOT of brick sitting around.

On the other hand, I’m supposed to be headed toward sheep.

I think my hesitance is bringing in even more animals in this madhouse. I mean, I’ve already got hundreds of duckens, a bunch of cows, and now a good half dozen pigs. Plus gardening. I don’t want to be a farmer.

I mean, sure, there’s no poo, but I prefer my callouses come from a pickaxe than a hoe.

On the other hand, wool socks.

The wool socks are still winning, but it’s not like they’re going to be easy to make either. I remember how to knit — my great grandmother insisted I learn — but spinning isn’t something we did a lot of on the ship heading out to mining sites, what with the lack of sheep, wool, and space.

But warm socks.

Day 307: Here’s a quick sketch of my map.

My map actually takes up way way more paper than what you’re seeing here, and even then as you can see I’ve had to fold this paper four times to tuck it into my notebook. But this is about 1/5 the size of the original and it shows all the important details so it’s not too bad.

If all my calculations are right, it’s about 390 yards from the chamber I just finished digging earlier this week to the farthest chamber to the east… and about 180 yards from the northernmost point to the southernmost.

Day 306: The new path looks great and I’ve planted a whole bunch of wild grass around it so that it’s not quite as visible from space. Like, admittedly, it’s still really visible, but at least I put in a little effort.

I spent so much time planting that I lost track of time and got chased across the field by one of those weirdos in the purple. They threw glass bottles at me! Not a fan.

I’m glad to be back to mining tomorrow.

Day 305:

It occurs to me that this path can’t be 100% straight and smooth because, well, nature. So I’m going to have to do some work to make things still navigable, which means stairs.

But at least stairs are easy to make with bricks. Not as much with cobblestones.

I’m going to go soak my poor hands in a bath now. And the rest of my aching body, but especially my hands.