Real hope needs real prayers.

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Real hope needs real prayers.

More confirmed sightings of this little dude. He seems to be sticking around in the same area off 522, and multiple members of multiple families in the area report seeing him. [He has incentive to stick around now, too, because one of the families has a female dog that is now in heat.] We took his dog bed and a blanket of one of my shirts and some dog treats over to the woman who's seen him most (she also does rescue, so she knows how this goes and she's happy to help and she's wonderful). But as much as we have real hope finally, at least for KitFox, we need real prayers now for him, too, to keep him safe and get him back to us. [There is no sign of Chinook anywhere. We still think they were stolen, and that KitFox, who turns into a dervish anytime someone tries to pick him up and put him in a vehicle, pulled his greased-pig routine and escaped. We're just hoping Chinook is safe in someone's house/yard for now, and that eventually we can get her back, too.]

It would be a welcome gift after the last few terrible days weeks months. We got word Saturday, mid-afternoon, of a death in Wings's extended family. Over the last couple of months, we have had multiple deaths in our broader community, and folks who've needed help because of it (at least five or six that I can think of off the top of my head, including a couple last week). Folks with a house fire. Others with family illnesses (just among people we know, we've lost folks to West Nile, to COVID-19, to diabetes, to accident, to other illnesses). Everyone needing help because of the pandemic; so many out of work, jobs not coming back, no tourism at the Pueblo for those who are artists to make sales there, because it's closed (and rightly so, but that doesn't help the folks who can't pay the rent as a result). We thought we'd be able to help with food from the gardens, but the drought has killed that, too. But when folks need help, and you have it, you give it however you can. 

Meanwhile, the drought is still killing us, too. The pandemic is killing us more. Our Web site hits have been cut in half — IN HALF — because of the economic havoc this pandemic, and the government's non-response to it, are wreaking daily. And while the taxes are now finally covered, there are still all the OTHER things to pay for this month. We've jettisoned everything we can: We bumped reseeding to winter, which turns out to have been a good move, because this drought would kill it all. The well? There's no way we can get in August's drilling queue. None. I've given up on that. I don't know whether we'll be able to do it before next year; if we can't, we can't reseed, either, and probably can't plant again in the spring. Plumber's canceled, again, which is a HUGE problem now. Chimney cleaners are canceled. Medical appointments? Oh, that's funny. NOPE. Nothing else gets done until I get this month covered. We're part of the way there, but we've got a lot to go. And I still need to bring in the better part of $1,500 before month's end.

WE. NEED. SALES. BADLY. New piece just the other morning, here. There will be fabulous new cuff later on today. Lots of other new works, too, cuffs and earrings and one new necklace. So please. Share the links; they're here:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Amazon wishlist here;
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi here.

[Also, the wishlist is back in force. There are things I absolutely cannot get except through Amazon, and I can't add that stress onto all the others now. It's breaking me.] Please share everything. Thanks.

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