Grass seeding is complete. With this project more or less complete, I've decide to take stock. Things I know how to build, refine, or cook:
sticks, torches, crafting tables, chests, furnaces, iron ore, gold ore, pickaxes, shovels, swords, hoes, arrows,
stairs, axes, glass, buckets, boats, mine tracks, mine carts, bacon, and (as of today) ladders. Things I would like to know how to build, refine, or cook:
a bow, food that isn't meat, anything using my massive supply of bamboo, and some kind of explosive.
It's time to move on. I've learned a great deal from this place, and I could live out my days here if I wished, but I have unfinished business elsewhere. My security assured, I am growing soft and complacent, and the solitude is beginning to wear as I find less use for my time. Who knows, perhaps I'll even find other survivors.