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This morning was absolutely glorious, incredible cloud patterns and equally incredible light. I've missed the snow, and the storms, and winter generally. We had a cessation of the snowfall during the morning, but it had picked back up again before noon, and now, it's gaining again in flake size and concentration. Supposed to be more tomorrow, too, so we might actually get the forecast ten inches by the time we're done. It's the best gift the land could've gotten right now.
And, as always, there's work to do. A lot of it. More than ever, because no one in authority or control is going to do it; that much is evident from this week's disastrous [but entirely predictable] election results, and the utter craven cowardice of the Dems]. The snow tonight will be deep, and so will the cold, and one of the members of our new mutual-aid group has her own outreach effort aimed at unhoused local folks [their numbers growing literally by the day] with pets who need to survive the winter. Here's that group's Amazon wishlist; go do some good in a world that's otherwise shit by buying some of the items on it that will keep our most vulnerable, people and animals both, alive for another winter.
And of course, there's more than enough that I need to get done around here. I'm already putting in 12- to 16-hour days every day, 7 days a week. As I said, I woke up yesterday morning with another episode, unable to breathe from everything shutting off my airway, and I had attributed it to to the allergy attack of the night before, but it happened again this morning, if more briefly, so I don't know. [No, these are not panic attacks; I don't get them in the first place, but these are the things that tried to kill me seven years ago this coming Sunday, although then it was a much, much longer-term thing, and much more dangerous than these blips. Doesn't make these any less terrifying, though.] I didn't bother with the steroid this time, because the headache impairs my ability to work and I needed to be able to get stuff done today. And it's nothing that takes the edge off my ever-escalating joint/connective-tissue pain lately, either, so no point. Tomorrow is chemo day; we'll see if anything changes. I'm seriously disliking this return of these episodes, though, even when they're of short duration like today. Feeling like you're dying is a terrifying thing.
But the work won't wait, and for us, being able to help anyone else starts with us making sales, of course. And as I also said, I'm also redoing what I highlight here. I'm just going to highlight a few items here each day. Today's feature is a small classic belt buckle in an autumnal design, one from ~14 years ago. Here, I'm again keeping it short and sweet — one of Wings's newer works, the one belt buckle in current inventory, a larger version of this tailored style set with an extraordinary Skystone [and reprising the heart motif in a slightly different way]:
- "From the Heart of the Sky," a big, bold, classic but tailored belt buckle perfect for everyday wear, heavy-gauge sterling silver set with what we believe to be OLD Sleeping Beauty turquoise, here.
There's more on the way very soon; he's got something like four more cuffs, a couple of pendants, several new pairs of earrings [a long, elegant ribbon turquoise pair possibly as early as today], and eventually all the new coils he'll need for holiday inventory. And I need to sell them all, because I still need to make sales weekly for us to catch up on the year and cover all the stuff still in the pipeline that needs covering [roof next year, more medical, etc.]. So: GO BUY! Links are here:
- Sales here;
- Testimonials here;
- Amazon wishlist here (Priority is the liquid soaps and Amazon cards, probably most useful at this point);
- Patreon here;
- Ko-fi here.
After such a grim year, this one already far worse than the last, we really need to get what's left of 2024 onto a better footing, so please share all of the links.
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