Day 663:<\/p>\n
Miserable and rainy outside and the caverns are all filled with zombies.<\/p>\n
(Well, possibly not. I didn’t feel like checking.)<\/p>\n
Anyway, it was a good day to stay home and fletch arrows. Stars knows I have enough feathers in this place to fletch enough arrows for all of Earth’s fleet, if they used arrows anymore, which they don’t.<\/p>\n
The wood here is rarely knotty and takes well to a knife, though it’s hard to get true roundness without the grain splitting. I’ve thought about trying to make a lathe but I don’t think it’s a matter of speed, I think it’s a matter of how the trees grow with almost square trunks here.<\/p>\n
(Makes sawing a table a sight easier, I can tell you that much.)<\/p>\n
So I have enough arrows to hold me for a bit and I even got up enough nerve to use them to kill a zombie hanging out uncomfortably close to my front door.<\/p>\n
Not a bad day, if you excuse the horde.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Day 663: Miserable and rainy outside and the caverns are all filled with zombies. (Well, possibly not. I didn’t feel like checking.) Anyway, it was a good day to stay home and fletch arrows. Stars knows I have enough feathers in this place to fletch enough arrows for all of Earth’s fleet, if they used … <\/p>\n