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Even the tiny birdhouses are frozen. But the water is a gift of incalculable value now.
It snowed again this morning, and it's flurrying again now. Overnight, the elk came to visit, and for the first time ever, they stayed until well after dawn, finally heading back to the mountains in full light just before 7 AM. That, too, was a gift.
So was yesterday's event, even if I am feeling it now. I felt like unvarnished crap when I got up this morning, but now, after a shower and some food and a cope of really large cups of coffee and the passage of about seven hours? The worst is the pain and swelling in my arm and this seemingly bottomless pit of fatigue. If that's the worst of it, I'll be golden. I'm already used to dealing with both.
Honestly, I hope that winds up being it, because I have to get to work. We've laid out between $1,100 and $1,200 cash in mutual aid in less than a week, and I have GOT to make it up somehow. One $65 sale in six weeks is not going to cut it. Yes, I can juggle for now, but I've got to find it again somewhere. Part of my work involves me reorganizing the Web site and then promoting the hell out of everything again. That's on top of all the other work I need to do around here, and I have been mostly useless, largely due to the recent flurry of episodes with my health. For every episode, it takes me multiple days to recover, all while hoping that another one doesn't set me back even further. That's not good. Too many people need help, and the government remains determined to see us die. There's work to do.
Because things are bad locally. There is still no economy now. There's nothing. No vaccines for most folks dependent on the state system, either. And yet the governor has just canceled tourist quarantine (not that she ever enforced it in the first place) and reopened most of the state to limited-capacity indoor, sit-down, maskless dining for Valentine's Day, because she's completely in thrall to the restaurant lobby and is willing to let them kill us as a result. People are literally dying all around us from the government's failures, and I don't know how we keep them, or us, alive unless I can cover the bills. We have lost SO much to 2020, so very, very many people, and the gifts and the talents and the knowledge and the wisdom they carried too often lost with them. People have needed so much more help than we could give them, but we did as much as we could, even when it put us in a bind, and we will need to do much more of that this year. We have shelled out close to 2 grand over the last 2 weeks of January, including $600 two weeks ago to fill the propane tank, which I was not expecting; close to a grand last weekend for the firewood; and my Patreon remains $300 short again for the second month running. We had to help a family with heat on Sunday, and his clan brother today. I've got to make it up somewhere. So:
- Sales here;
- Testimonials here;
- Amazon wishlist here (copper/metal/glass cleaners on it are needed most);
- Patreon here;
- Ko-fi here.
And if you've been contemplating a purchase? This would be a very, very good time to do it; I've got to make it this staggering outlay somehow. There's even new work, here and here and now here, among other new pieces from last week, too, so please watch for them and share the links.
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