Friday, October 16, 2020

Stubborn.

Photo copyright Aji, 2020; all rights reserved.

Very hard freeze last night, and still the flowers on the pea plants refuse to give in. Stubborn. Like me.

I'm behind today, because we're still playing catch-up. Got Wings's flu shot taken care of today and bunch of other errands that we've been waiting to combine, and hopefully we won't have to leave here all weekend for anything. Heaven knows there's more than enough that we need to get done here.

Meanwhile, I still need to find a way to cover Wings's aids (at 3 grand, not anytime soon). My laptop is still slowly dying, as is my camera, both of which are integral parts of our work. I was also reminded this morning this morning that at some point, we need to buy hay for the horses for winter before 1) the price skyrockets even more than it already has, and 2) there's none left to buy at all. We used to have the best hay in the county; we could've sold it for top dollar, but we fed it to our own horses. The drought, though, has meant that nothing grows (which is why we need to drill the damn well). So somewhere, I need to come up with ~$1,550 to cover 100 bales of decent-quality hay for them. Yup. $15.50 a bale for just "decent"; not outstanding, not the stuff we used to be able to grow, just the kind that won't make them sick with mold and whatever. That's where this drought has put us now. And of course, I still need to figure out how to cover drilling the well, so that maybe in future years, we won't be over this particular barrel. I have no idea how I'm going to do all this.

Thanks to three sales over the extended weekend, we're going to be fine for the rest of the month on regular bills. We mailed those yesterday, including the monthly payment on my medical loan; I might also finally be able to get the car towed to the shop later this next week. We'll be able to put a little aside toward next month. So if you're planning on making donations to Indigenous folks on this day, please choose those who are unhoused, whose housing or food security is precarious, who have children who need things, who need to get medical care or prescriptions filled or a vehicle repaired.

Winter is coming, though, and neither the drought nor the pandemic is going anywhere. Nor is all the fallout from it (see above), nor the big-ticket items I have to replace due to simple age and wear (also see above). We will need to continue to make consistent sales through the end of the year (because normally, it's our holiday-season sales that see us through the whole first half of the following year, although I doubt we'll make anything like that this year). So please share the links, and when you're in the market for gorgeous, authentic, Spirit-infused Indigenous wearable art, Wings will have something perfect for you. The links are here:

Thanks.


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