1. I threw a few dozen leftover heritage potato tubers in the ground. I already have enough garden and don't need the calories, but perpetuating and storing the seed (tubers) means that I can give the finger to supply chains anytime I want.

2. I refreshed connections with a bunch of neighbours right across the road. We trade surplus and exchange information -- and collectively these folks have the diverse skills to form a self-sufficient medieval village from centuries past.

3. And I also had the opportunity to see old neighbours from decades ago -- they knew my face and not one of them threw a punch! This tells me I have a very wide pool of capable country folks to draw on if needed. Growing up, you never know what you left in your wake, and sometimes you did better than you thought. Wow.