Worse by the day.

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We've been lamenting the fact that the elk have not been down to visit all winter. And then this morning, the old [rotten] bales out in the mulch pile were disturbed.

It's odd, though; if it were the elk, they'd have torn everything apart and hoovered it all up in record time. Several bales are still intact, and the open ones are just spread all over the place. Maybe they got scared off before they cold do much . . . or maybe it was bears, looking for a comfortable safe spot to sleep. Their hibernation patterns are all screwed up now thanks to climate collapse, so who knows?

Either way, if it keeps them safe, and our animals safe, they're welcome to it. 

Snowy-looking weather today. Emphasis on "looking." So far, we've gotten nothing out of it, and I don't actually expect us to. But it is so deadly dry, and our current snowpack level in the mountains is something like 4.5" for the season.

Four-point-five inches.

When we should have snow down here that's routinely measured in feet.

And there's not a damn thing we can do about it. Don't get me wrong; collectively, as a society, as governmental entities, as a planet? "We" could certainly do something, up to and including reversing a lot of this deadly damage. But they won't. They're determined, all of them, to kill the planet off, and us with it. So for us, the two of us? No, nothing.  Except, of course, watch it all die.

Which is also what's happening to the world in the sociopolitical context: We're all just watching it die. 

And trying not to die ourselves in the meantime. Trying not to let anyone else die, either.

For us, that means that I need to chase sales daily. It takes at least one sale a week [sometimes more] just for us to break even on the year, and last year? We didn't even do half that. So now would still be a good time to buy. TONS of new and fabulous work on the site, and tons more on the way, too. One will be old-style traditional necklace a giant Four Sacred Directions pendant set with giant old turquoise and strung on beads; one will be that extraordinary cuff I posted here the other day, which I should have later today or tonight; the pendant, maybe not]. You can see the pendant and the band in the shot at the top of yesterday's post, waiting for the stones to be set and for buffing [and beads for the necklace]. But I've got to sell something, for the love of all that's holy. We're already down three sales on the year so far, and that trend CANNOT continue again. I won't survive another awful year like last year. Every day I wake up to pain that was worse than the day before. Yesterday was chemo day, and raising the dose hasn't helped, either. My hands and feet are getting worse by the day, but so are the rest of my joints, and there's no way to stop it. I shudder to think what it's doing to my organs. I also wonder what will happen if it gets so bad I can't even do this every day.

We need sales. We're already down by three on the year, and it's barely begun. Links are here:

• Sales here; 
• Testimonials here; 
• Amazon wishlist here (Amazon cards are probably most useful at this point); 
• Patreon here;
• Ko-fi here.

After such a grim year, this one far worse than the last, we urgently need to begin 2025 on a better footing before taxes take every cent, so please share all of the links. 

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