Like Ferdinand.

Photo copyright Aji, 2022; all rights reserved.

Cricket late yesterday: like Ferdinand, even if the only flowers are a couple of alpine dandelions. At least there's a little soft grass and some shadows.

Now if only I could catch that kind of break, but there's no rest for me. Literally. No real sleep, and no breaks during the day, because I keep falling farther and farther behind on everything I've got to get done. And this weekend and probably all of next week are going to be an absolute nightmare, with deadly winds predicted (and frankly, probably continuing well into June this year). And to the east of us, some 255,000 acres have already burned over the last couple of weeks, and the biggest fire (over 170K acres by itself) is at only 21% containment. The one to the west? has ballooned in a day or two from under 7K acres to over 32,000, and it's still heading east. We live every day under threat now.

Meanwhile, the last two days have been a rush of errands that we needed to catch up, and a bunch of extremely costly expenses into the bargain. I'm increasingly disabled, and I can't work if I can't get the pain under control, or get back my ability to walk [mostly] unhindered. That's the point of the extremely costly therapy [$4,500, all told, and all cash]: rewiring my brain to lower my pain response and let my body start finding ways to heal a little. So we will still need to make steady, consistent sales over the course of the coming months to keep everything above water (or, maybe more accurately, above dry, arid, drought-ridden land). Links are here:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Amazon wishlist here (priorities are first and foremost, the other ladder, the Thermacell lanterns [the flies are already out, so the mosquitoes won't be far behind], and the liquid soaps, which prevent our hands from cracking and bleeding given that we're forced to wash them fifty times a day;
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi here.

We're still hoping to put aside enough for a new well when the ground thaws enough to drill in the spring, too, Nah, we've given up on the well. No one's available to drill before the latter half of summer, and the tax burden means we would never be able to afford it anyway. But it's perhaps even more of a good time to make a purchase, because Uncle Sam is a vindictive colonizer, and my current stress levels about paying it all are off the charts. And there's lots of fabulous work, so please share all of the links. 

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