Words of the Constant
I wonder how my catch of the day will measure up!
Weight: Caught by:
Weight: Caught by: What a catch!
Not to throw my weight around, buuut... Weight: Caught by:
Weight: Caught by: It's the one that DIDN'T get away!
Mmm, what's cooking?
I suppose that wasn't the best way to cook it.
I can scientifically measure my harvest's heftiness.
Weight: Harvested on day: Not bad.
Weight: Harvested on day: Who knew they grew that big?
It's so average the scale isn't even bothering to tell me its weight.
Wilderness casual.
Winter survival gear.
Somehow even more nasal than before.
A light breezy trunk.
A thick, hairy trunk.
Who knows what that tumbleweed has picked up.
A true scientist is always breaking new ground!
Yet another ground type.
Yet another ground type.
I made it from my beard!
It's surprisingly scratchy.
It's surprisingly soft.
Yet another ground type.
These are pretty snazzy.
Bricks are the building blocks of the floor.
Don't walk on that, it was expensive!
Yet another ground type.
A chunk of ground.
A chunk of ground.
Do you want proof that it's fireproof?
A chunk of ground.
Yet another ground type.
A chunk of ground.
Yet another ground type.
A chunk of ground.
A chunk of ground.
A chunk of ground.
A chunk of moon ground.
A chunk of sand.
Yet another ground type.
Yet another ground type.
Yet another ground type.
Yet another ground type.
A chunk of beach.
Hastily cobbled stones.
A chunk of ground.
Yet another ground type.
Yet another ground type.
Yet another ground type.