The construction of the log cabin proceeded in full swing. In the blink of an eye, a month passed, and the structure was complete.
Evelyn Ford took Wyatt Vaughn and Joelle Finch to work on the road, while the others took charge of finishing the cabin's interior.
The path from the cabin to the shore wasn't very long. But with the cold weather and heavy morning mist, the ground had become extremely muddy and easy to slip on.
"Evelyn, why don't we cut some weeds from the shore and spread them over the path? If we cover up the mud, we won't slip."
"First, let's fill in the potholes and level it out. Then I'll spread some dry earth on top. You two can pack it down tight, just like laying a concrete floor."
She had a large stockpile of dry clay in her storage space, originally intended for planting vegetables. But ever since her space had upgraded to include the black soil, the clay she had dug up was no longer necessary. It was perfect for paving the path.
