Sunday, August 11, 2019

Dangerous for us all.

Photo copyright Aji, 2019; all rights reserved.


Our home is theirs. Doesn't always keep 'em safe, though. Last night, one bumped the front window and landed, beak down, on the deck, unable to move. I gently picked her up and held her until she got her bearings back, then put her out at the feeders where she stretched in my hand, hopped into the air, hovered in front of me for a few moments, then flew with her clan to the aspen. They all came right back, of course, surrounding me on their way to the feeder perches.

Today, though . . . all but one of their perches are gone. A line of massive thunderstorms ripped through here late last night, and it ripped two of them out of the wood. Wings will put them back, better than ever, but for now, they have only the one perch. They all seem to be safe, though. This is already an unforgiving land, and climate change is making it all the more dangerous for us all.

Colonialism is, too. We both continually have to force the news from our minds just to be able to function. White folks don't realize, not remotely, how bad this is going to get before it's done. And it may not be done in 2020, because we're already well past the fascism post. Yes, you know what I'm getting at, even if you don't want to admit it. We already have concentration camps; why would you think these people would surrender authority in an orderly and lawful way?

Meanwhile, day-to-day life continues be filled with the stress of massive medical and other expenses. As I've said, the dollars are just marching out the door on the daily, and there's nothing I can do about it, because we lived in one of the most uncivilized countries in the world. Had to pick up both the truck and the mower on Friday, and that was hellish all by itself (four figures between the two). More medical appointments for both of us next week, cash only. So to make all this happen, I have to bring in a lot more scratch — LOT more — to cover everything, and that means sales, which are way, way down. My pain levels are also completely out of control these days, the kind of pain that renders you utterly non-functional, except that I don't have a choice but to keep working at everything. So you know what comes next.

Sales here; testimonials here; wishlist (such as it is still — I've added some candles of the nontoxic variety to deal with the lingering mildew odor in the utility room while it's drying out from the plumbing disaster, the kind that are not supposed to impair my breathing, the kind we can't get locally; I've also added a couple of supplements I have to take and our one real vice, the coffee we prefer [cheaper by the case, and the thing that's probably highest priority]) here

Speaking of testimonials, new ones are posted at long last; if you haven't submitted yours, please do, because this helps us make sales (and we keep you as anonymous as you want to be; you can see the kinds of options people choose in the various entries). We need more folks to send them in, too. 

Wings dropped three new works yesterday, and they're posted here. Please go to their respective entries on his site and share them all. And if you're interested in one yourself, believe me, you won't be disappointed; these are truly extraordinary. He also dropped three new pieces a few days ago, including an absolutely phenomenal pair of dangle earrings; the post is here. That's on top of several new bead pieces a couple of weeks ago; you can find the summary post here. The new butterfly concha belt dropped a few days ago, and it is absolutely incredible. We really need to sell it; that would take care of looming medical stuff, at least in part. And while I spend every spare moment chasing those sales, there aren't many spare moments for me these days, especially with my ongoing breathing issues and whatever else is going on that they haven't identified yet; new labs and meds and equipment to that end having to be paid for next week. So please, help us get the word out. I've got to bring in more sales somehow.



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