*edit* out of curiosity I googled my old username and found some of my old stuff that's been 'lost', some of it in 'clubs' her on dA and others on other sites. I'm gonna post them here again.
Well, it's been quite a year already.
Lets see, what's happened recently?
We'll start with the good stuff. Sold several orders to galleries, and have a couple local ones that are buying consistently. Which is very good for my pocketbook.
We started doing the Athens (Ga) Farmers Market last week, and it was great. We all sold quite a bit. We're going to be there pretty much every Saturday.
The Saga of the Water is just about done. All of the faulty pipes have been replaced. I still haven't gotten the shower installed, but that's getting done tomorrow.
My little squirrel finally got a name- Rosebud. She's completely different from Magellan, who I raised a few years ago. Gelly was all about exploring, Rosie would rather snuggle. She's also very timid. At the moment the plan is still to release her, but she may wind up just not ever being ready.
We figured out where she came from, and found her less fortunate siblings. A mother squirrel was injured, crawled back to the nest, and died. The babies eventually were driven from the nest by the smell and hunger. Rosie happened to make it into the studio, where I picked her up, the other two ended up outside several days later, and we found them dead.
I've still been having a rough year. I've been sick quite a bit over the last few years (I finally have a doctors appointment in a month-when our insurance kicks in-so hopefully I can figure this thing out), some of it just really not feeling great, some of it actually really ill-I got this super nasty stomach bug not to long ago that really wiped me out for a couple days. I've also got some persistent lung thing going on, I've had issues since I got the swine flue back when it was going around really bad.
I also have chronic pain in my back (another thing I'm finally going to be able to get some treatment options for) to the point where there are days- more days than I care to think about- when I can barely get out of bed and get around, assuming I can make it up at all, or spend the day in a wheelchair. That really, really sucks and obviously makes something like glassblowing impossible.
I mean, it got so bad at one point that I was actually prepared to kill myself purely for quality of life- I'd put down a dog as miserable as I was-and wound up in a mental health clinic. The problem is, my mental 'issues' stem in large part from my physical
issues- of course
I'm depressed, I'm in so much pain I can't freaking move!
But hopefully all that will be taken care of soon. At least we can figure out exactly what is going on.
Oh, and I figured out my rabbits natural life span, my oldest ones started to die within several months of eachother. So, 6 years for them (I still have one of my oldest rabbits, he seems to be doing well). I think that's pretty decent for rabbits meant for meat. But still, when my oldest doe died I sat down and sobbed for awhile. She was always the first one to greet me in the morning, and absolutely gorgeous. I'll miss seeing her for a long time.
I've been getting out of rabbits for awhile. At this point I'm down from having 20-30 regularly to just my oldest buck and three does and a single litter of babies (the buck got lose-oops). I may keep one of them, but pretty much I'm just letting the ones I have left live out their life span and then that's it, out of breeding/farming. It was a fun thing to do for awhile and I enjoyed it, but I'm done, now. The days of me having 100+ rabbits on the farm are definitely no more. I'm considering keeping one of the babies strictly as a pet, since I do enjoy rabbits. But no more breeding.
Lets see, I don't know if I've used this one before, but I really like it, so here's the end quote:
"Each smallest act of kindness...reverberates across great distances and spans of time, affecting lives unknown to the one whose generous spirit was the source of this good echo, because kindness is passed on and grows each time it’s passed, until a simple courtesy becomes an act of selfless courage years later and far away."