There's always something.

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Punch-outs. 

They'll be earrings soon, just one of many things he has currently in the works. The big cuff ran up against a momentary obstacle, so he set that aside long enough to do this; the cuff may be done tomorrow, or it might be early in the week [I personally think the latter is more likely]. These might be done tomorrow night.

Or not. It all depends on how the day goes, and there's always something.

Today, that something was me, yet again, feeling like death. I can't keep this up. Six days of pure misery for one halfway-decent, halfway-functional day is not worth it to me. I'll keep on with the steroid burst in the short term, but I'm dialing back the chemo to my previous level. And if that still doesn't work, I'll drop one tablet of that five. Because I can't function this way, and I don't have time for this nonsense. If the rest of these new symptoms turn out to be not-lupus and not-RA but instead the worse thing that they are known to mimic, well, then we can revisit it. For now, I'm proceeding on the assumption that it's all autoimmune, and if I can't feel more functional, I ain't doing it.

Our floor for sales and breaking even is making a minimum of one sale per week for the year, and we're still more than a week in the hole now. I don't have enough hours in the day as it is, and I can't afford what's been happening to me. Because regardless of side effects, I've got to do something to bring in sales. We've made two this weekend, which at this point are an indescribably blessing, but we're so far in the hole from this ear so far plus the last two years of utter crap that it's only the barest floor. We need to bring in a lot more, because it's grim. Links are here:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Amazon wishlist here [priorities are the LaminaSaver, because apparently Miika's out of it again; and the rugs, to replace those destroyed 2 years ago by the leachfield collapse and ensuing septic disaster];
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi here.

And we do still need to make those regular weekly sales, so please share all of the links. We really do need to begin this year on a better footing than the last two, and so far, it's been impossibly grim.

All content, including photos and text, are copyright Wings and Aji, 2026; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.

Love, With No Regrets

Photo copyright Aji, 2026; all rights reserved.

Now posted at The NDN Silver Blog, it's a work for love in all its forms, and for all the rejection and heartbreak and beauty that are elemental to it. It's a necklace built around an extraordinary and utterly unique material, reminding us always to love, with no regrets.

The post is here. Wings's main page is here. Inquiries via the site's Contact form. It's a new calendar year, and we very much need to make this a better than the last two have been. That begins with a minimum of one sale a week, without fail, and it's February already and we're still two weeks behind on the year thus far.

All content, including photos and text, are copyright Wings and Aji, 2026; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.    

Stripped of any pretense.

Photo copyright Aji, 2026; all rights reserved.

A couple of brief hours of beautiful clouds, and then nothing. Too much sun, too much heat; it should not be 72 degrees in the first week February, but that's what we had here today. Yes I know the weather service says it was 62, but 1) that's still 40 degrees too warm for what should be normal here now, and 2) they never report accurately, especially on this. Hell , they're not even allowed to say "climate change," and we're long past change into collapse.

And the pace of this week, and the last one, and the last several months and all the stress I'm having to carry daily right now . . . all flattened me today. I feel like I have a full-blown case of mono, that's how bad the fatigue is. I don't have active mono, of course, although I do have a constant case of chronic EBV syndrome and always have had, which just makes the lupus and RA worse and vice versa. But today has me stripped of any pretense of functionality, and I can't afford it. I'm so tired that I'm skipping the rest, because I have so much weight on me over all the medical stuff and I honestly don't want to think about any of it. I can't escape the weight of bills and the lack of sales, and that's much more than enough right now.

Our floor for sales and breaking even is making a minimum of one sale per week for the year, and we're still more than a week in the hole now. I don't have enough hours in the day as it is, Monday was chemo day, the first higher dose [and a lower one Wednesday, too], and I definitely haven't felt very well. Yesterday, third of this week's 3-day steroid burst. Today, I feel half-dead from fatigue, never mind the pain. Because regardless of side effects, I've got to do something to bring in sales, although damned if I know what at this point. It's grim. Links are here:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Amazon wishlist here [priorities are the LaminaSaver, because apparently Miika's out of it again; and the rugs, to replace those destroyed 2 years ago by the leachfield collapse and ensuing septic disaster];
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi here.

And we do still need to make those regular weekly sales, so please share all of the links. We really do need to begin this year on a better footing than the last two, and so far, it's been impossibly grim.

All content, including photos and text, are copyright Wings and Aji, 2026; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.

Friday Feature: A Love Warm and Radiant

Photo copyright Aji, 2026; all rights reserved.

It's our Friday Feature at The NDN Silver Blog, with a work that is as perfect as it gets for a day and month ostensibly devoted to love. It's a necklace whose pendant is wrought freehand and set with a cabochon of truly transformative material, an equally perfect manifestation of a love warm and radiant, capable of healing this wounded world, and ourselves.

The post is here. Wings's main page is here. Inquiries via the site's Contact form. It's a new calendar year, and we very much need to make this a better than the last two have been. That begins with a minimum of one sale a week, without fail, and it's February already and we're still three weeks behind on the year thus far.

All content, including photos and text, are copyright Wings and Aji, 2026; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.    

Nothing done that I had planned for this week.

Photo copyright Aji, 2026; all rights reserved.

Nothing in the sky except contrails. Giant ones, running from west to east, sucking every bit of moisture out of the atmosphere. The problem isn't the "chemtrails" bullshit, it's the way they actually, literally, deepen the drought.

This has been a fucking day. I'm beat. All my work yet to do, though, because everything else sucked all the oxygen out of the day earlier.

Tomorrow's Friday, and I've gotten nothing done that I had planned for this week. Not even the labs, and I can't do it tomorrow, so it looks like that's got to be Monday. I'm so tired that I'm skipping the rest, because I have so much weight on me right now over it, and I don't want to think about any of it. I can't escape the weight of bills and the lack of sales, and that's much more than enough right now.

Our floor for sales and breaking even is making a minimum of one sale per week for the year, and we're still more than a week in the hole now. I don't have enough hours in the day as it is, but I will say that Sunday was the first day in at least two months that my body did not feel as though it was literally dying around me every second so maybe the increased dosages in both immunosuppressants are working? Monday was chemo day, though, the first higher dose [a lower yesterday, too], and I definitely haven't felt very well. Today, third of this week's 3-day steroid burst. We'll see. Because regardless of side effects, I've got to do something to bring in sales, although damned if I know what at this point. It's grim. Links are here:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Amazon wishlist here [priorities are the LaminaSaver, because apparently Miika's out of it again; and the rugs, to replace those destroyed 2 years ago by the leachfield collapse and ensuing septic disaster];
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi here.

And we do still need to make those regular weekly sales, so please share all of the links. We really do need to begin this year on a better footing than the last two.

All content, including photos and text, are copyright Wings and Aji, 2026; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.

#ThrowbackThursday: The Simple Medicine of Love

Photo copyright Wings, 2026; all rights reserved.

It's #TBT at The NDN Silver Blog, with a #ThrowbackThursday work that dates back almost sixteen full years, to early March of 2010, and a design suitable for the previous month's dedication to lovers. It's a pendant in a design known as a "puffy heart," wrought freehand in a spectacularly spare and elegant style, the very embodiment of the simple medicine of love.

The post is here. Wings's main page is here. This work will never be duplicated exactly, but if the general style speaks to your spirit, simply inquire via the site's Contact form; Wings can create a version uniquely your own. It's a new calendar year, and we very much need to make this a better than the last two have been. That begins with a minimum of one sale a week, without fail, and it's already February and we're still more than three weeks behind.

All content, including photos and text, are copyright Wings and Aji, 2026; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.         

Like the third week of April.

Photo copyright Aji, 2026; all rights reserved.

More shadow than snow now. Early on today, though, it was cold, thanks to these trickster winds that we shouldn't even have until April. Our actual temperature got up to 59, but you wouldn't have known it until late afternoon.

Too much wind, still far, far too warm. February hare is solidly winter, or at least it's supposed to be; instead, this feels  and looks and seems in every conceivable way like the third week of April.

That's bad.

Meanwhile, we're both completely overloaded work-wise, and expense-wise, too. I'm probably going to late with everything, behind on everything, dropping the ball on everything. So you've all had fair warning. The big thing that needs to happen this week is sales, and if you're looking for a gift for that special someone for Valentine's Fay, this is the week to do it, because we can still ship Priority and have it there in time. Also, I've got a bunch of medical and other stuff to cover for us, so . . . yeah, I need to sell some of his work, and fast. Like tonight. In addition to the labs, we both have follow-ups, we have a $400 bill due in a week or so, and we have ~$600 in business-related renewals, this month. to top off my mood, I found another small mass this morning, so I'm guessing that scans, at the very least, are in my near future; probably more biopsies, too.

Our floor for sales and breaking even is making a minimum of one sale per week for the year, and we're still more than a week in the hole now. I don't have enough hours in the day as it is, but I will say that Sunday was the first day in at least two months that my body did not feel as though it was literally dying around me every second so maybe the increased dosages in both immunosuppressants are working? Monday was chemo day, though, the first higher dose [a lower one two days from now, too], and I definitely haven't felt very well. Today, second of this week's 3-day steroid burst. We'll see. Because regardless of side effects, I've got to do something to bring in sales, although damned if I know what at this point. It's grim. Links are here:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Amazon wishlist here [priorities are the LaminaSaver, because apparently Miika's out of it again; and the rugs, to replace those destroyed 2 years ago by the leachfield collapse and ensuing septic disaster];
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi here.

And we do still need to make those regular weekly sales, so please share all of the links. We really do need to begin this year on a better footing than the last two.

All content, including photos and text, are copyright Wings and Aji, 2026; all rights reserved. Nothing herein may used or reproduced in any form without the express written permission of the owner.