Nothing except more wind.

Photo copyright Aji, 2026; all rights reserved.

Lots of wind this afternoon; beautiful evening clouds that brought nothing except more wind.

My bones hurt.

In theory, we're supposed to get rain on Sunday, but unfortunately, we're also supposed to get even more wind, so I'm not sure how much that helps.

Once again, no chance to work on any kind of normal schedule, so here we are, everything late again. Meanwhile, all the work still has to get done: the housework, the paperwork, the sales work, everything. And the one thing that came out of the tax nonsense is that I was not losing my mind; last year, we made barely more than 50% of the previous year's sales, which tells you how bad Trump is for business [and for everything else except inflicting harm]. The problem is that everything still has to get paid, and we paid in cash, in full, and now we've got recover a lot of that if we're going to make it through the year. And we've got to maintain it, because we've also got big costs [the side exterior door, for one; the flue cleanings for another; and a set of tires for the truck for a third] immediately ahead. Those three new cuffs are up; in the next couple of days, I'll have his new bolo posted, and a couple of new pairs of earrings, too. But I have got to get us caught up on this awful year in terms of sales. To that end, links are here:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Amazon wishlist here [and to whomever sent a bunch of items off it that have arrived recently, THANK YOU; there were no purchaser inserts with the items, zip, zero, nada];
• 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 get this year onto a better footing than the last two, and so far, it's been pretty 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: Glimpses of Metallic Flame

Photo copyright Aji, 2026; all rights reserved.

It's our Friday Feature at The NDN Silver Blog, with a trio of works that capture all the aspects of our planet's capacity for fire. It's a pendant, a pair of earrings, and a cuff bracelet, all set with tiger iron, an extraordinary natural blend of iron oxide materials that, like this evening's twilight skies, offer glimpses of metallic flame.

The post is here. Wings's main page is here. Inquiries via the site's Contact form. It's already the second half of April, we bit the bullet and mailed the check in full to the IRS last Wednesday, and now we badly need to get caught up and recover some of that ground. That begins with a minimum of one sale a week, without fail.

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.   

Goth pigeon.

Photo copyright Aji, 2026; all rights reserved.

It's been another exceptionally lousy day. Have a Goth pigeon. Solid black, but iridescent; L'Estat as rock dove. He seemed to know he was being photographed, and was only too happy to pose for it. 

Yeah, I know, but after the way this week has gone, I take my entertainment where I find it.

A lot of my irritation has to do with the wind, which jacks my pain levels into the stratosphere, and absolutely nothing touches it. Pain meds? Nah. Nothing.  Some of it's just the residual effects of all of yesterday's bullshit, which was exhausting, infuriating, and mostly stuff I should never have had to deal with, but people will be assholes.  Some of it's longstanding nonsense. And some of it is the fact that everything is shit, and it's the fault of the people who would call themselves "leaders," and I am enraged that they are such cowards, so venal, so unwilling to do the barest minimum of their jobs, so complicit in the evils that got us here. The work I do daily with mutual aid shows me the evils the Dems continually inflict, piled onto the murderous monstrousness of the Republicans, and they have the fucking temerity to ask US for money? Multiple times a day? While running campaigns that are pure shit? Oh, hell, no.

I'll take the Goth pigeon, thanks.

Meanwhile, all the work still has to get done: the housework, the paperwork, the sales work, everything. I also had to do a lot pf physical labor today that has made my pain levels much worse, so there's that. And the one thing that came out of the tax nonsense is that I was not losing my mind; last year, we made barely more than 50% of the previous year's sales, which tells you how bad Trump is for business [and for everything else except inflicting harm]. The problem is that everything still has to get paid, and we paid in cash, in full, and now we've got recover a lot of that if we're going to make it through the year. And we've got to maintain it, because we've also got big costs [the side exterior door, for one; the flue cleanings for another; and a set of tires for the truck for a third] immediately ahead. Those three new cuffs are up; in the next couple of days, I'll have his new bolo posted, and a couple of new pairs of earrings, too. But I have got to get us caught up on this awful year in terms of sales. To that end, links are here:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Amazon wishlist here [and to whomever sent a bunch of items off it that have arrived recently, THANK YOU; there were no purchaser inserts with the items, zip, zero, nada];
• 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 get this year onto a better footing than the last two, and so far, it's been pretty 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.    

#TBT: The Scarlet Haze of a Spring Sunset

Photo copyright Wings, 2026; all rights reserved.

It's #ThrowbackThursday at The NDN Silver Blog, with a #TBT featured work that dates back almost 15 years, to late 2011, and to one of the scores, perhaps hundreds of unique entries in Wings's signature series, The Warrior Woman. It's one that holds al of her regular features in common, from her great heart to the powerful stampwork of her traditional dress and crescent moon, to the garnet cabochon in her right hand that captures the scarlet haze of a spring sunset in all its mystery and beauty.

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 nearly the end of April already, taxes paid last week in cash, in full, and we need to get caught up and begin recovering some of that enormous expense. That begins with a minimum of one sale a week, without fail.

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.   

Green in strange places.

Photo copyright Aji, 2026; all rights reserved.

More spring weirdness — green in strange places. That's two aspen clones that found their way beneath the shelter for the propane tank, then came up through the earth between the latillas and the tank.

Glad something's thriving, because I'm certainly not. Two different types of bad news today, so there's been that. Also, FB finally decided last night that yes, I am actually me, and let me back in . . . and wow, is the bad behavior coming out among certain corners of the group.

Nah, I don't play. Pull that ish, you're gone and not coming back. But i have now spent the whole day, and then some, on that last round of crap, and I'm ready to start breaking things. It doesn't help that both knees are subluxed in such a way that I can't extend either one completely, so walking is both extremely painful and has me looking like Quasimodo. I'm so tired.

Meanwhile, all the work still has to get done: the housework, the paperwork, the sales work, everything. The one thing that came out of the tax nonsense is that I was not losing my mind; last year, we made barely more than 50% of the previous year's sales, which tells you how bad Trump is for business [and for everything else except inflicting harm]. The problem is that everything still has to get paid, and we paid in cash, in full, and now we've got recover a lot of that if we're going to make it through the year. And we've got to maintain it, because we've also got big costs [the side exterior door, for one; the flue cleanings for another; and a set of tires for the truck for a third] immediately ahead. Those three new cuffs are up; in the next couple of days, I'll have his new bolo posted, and possibly a couple of new pairs of earrings, too. But I have got to get us caught up on this awful year in terms of sales. To that end, links are here:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Amazon wishlist here [and to whomever sent a bunch of items off it that have arrived recently, THANK YOU; there were no purchaser inserts with the items, zip, zero, nada];
• 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 get this year onto a better footing than the last two, and so far, it's been pretty 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.    

All the Shades and Shimmer of Molten Suns

Photo copyright Aji, 2026; all rights reserved.

Now posted at The NDN Silver Blog, with an all-new work set with an old, old cabochon of beautifully glittery material. It's a cuff bracelet with a goldstone cabochon on a slender band embossed with perfect stampwork, both manifest in all the shades and shimmer of molten suns.

The post is here. Wings's main page is here. Inquiries via the site's Contact form. It's already the second half of April, we bit the bullet and mailed the check in full to the IRS last Wednesday, and now we badly need to get caught up and recover some of that ground. That begins with a minimum of one sale a week, without fail.

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.   

If only everything were so simple.

Photo copyright Aji, 2026; all rights reserved.

Pure joy. They all got marrow bones today, and Stormy wound up with the biggest one of all.

If only everything were so simple.

It's been a hell of a day. the first half of it was hijacked by nonsense, and we're not doing that again. People who want help via the mutual-aid work I do would do well not to underestimate me, not to assume I was born yesterday, not to assume I can be manipulated, and not to cause me to have to deal with a bunch of unnecessary bullshit.

Worse?  Don't do it before I've had my coffee. Also, yesterday was chemo day, and I've had to raise my dosage level again slightly, because the last few days have made it clear that things cannot go on this way, and my pain elvels are off the charts, as are my fatigue levels, and that is not the time to try me with bullshit, either.

Meanwhile, all the work still has to get done: the housework, the paperwork, the sales work, everything. The one thing that came out of the tax nonsense is that I was not losing my mind; last year, we made barely more than 50% of the previous year's sales, which tells you how bad Trump is for business [and for everything else except inflicting harm]. The problem is that everything still has to get paid, and we paid in cash, in full, and now we've got recover a lot of that if we're going to make it through the year. And we've got to maintain it, because we've also got big costs [the side exterior door, for one; the flue cleanings for another; and a set of tires for the truck for a third] immediately ahead. Those three new cuffs are up; in the next couple of days, I'll have his new bolo posted, and possibly a couple of new pairs of earrings, too. But I have got to get us caught up on this awful year in terms of sales. To that end, links are here:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Amazon wishlist here [and to whomever sent a bunch of items off it that have arrived recently, THANK YOU; there were no purchaser inserts with the items, zip, zero, nada];
• 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 get this year onto a better footing than the last two, and so far, it's been pretty 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.