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Sort of in recharge mode, I think, after all the travel recently.
The Sheep game is a weird little visual novel game I started to learn the Ren’Py engine so I could do Cryptic Stitching, and now I switch back and forth and as I learn something on one, I have to go apply it to the other one. Nameless Sheep will probably be done sooner, though, as it’s much, much shorter.
They both feature Sheep Shamans, though. Apparently I have a theme.
First Church of Mulch
It is a faith of small, consistent miracles, damp soil, and hard work.
Also worms. Worms are in there somehow. We haven’t worked all the details out yet.
Up and running!
Okay! In theory, the website is now working and should be pretty again!
…except for print sales. Sorry. Limited Editions are available through me, but we don’t yet have links for the third party sales. (In fairness, I dumped like 200 images on them. It will take them awhile to get them up!) So, uh….look around, tell me if you find any glaring errors, yell at me for too many quotes and testimonials oh god there’s too many people will think I’m egotistical I’m really sorry they gave me a quote button A BUTTON I am not made of stone, people!
Journal 4-23-16
Fledgling
So I was pulling weeds and flinging handfuls into the uncultivated chunk of garden under the trees, and I winged in a handful of chickweed and looked up just in time to see it land on top of this guy. (He is a Carolina Chickadee.)
I ran in and immediately excavated him. He was fine, but as he is a fledgling, still not a very good flier and couldn’t get out of the way. He sat and looked angrily at me while I took his photo. When I returned, he had scuttled off into the undergrowth.
(If you find a bird like this, eyes open and fully feathered, that is not injured, or not in immediate danger of being mauled by a cat or something, leave it alone. This is a normal stage of bird development and the parents are still feeding it while it wanders around and tests its wings. They know where it is.)
Sentimentality
I make a big deal about the ruthlessness of gardening and all, how I am a mighty slayer of weeds and bane of invasives, but the truth is that I just transplanted a plant that wasn’t doing well, and when I lifted it out, an earthworm was left behind in the hole.
So then I had to go back and get the plant’s worm for it because I was afraid that they might be friends.
Everything will be broken for a bit!
We are overhauling the website and migrating most of the prints to a third party vendor. If you are having a major art emergency, drop a line through the contact form! Otherwise…well, it’ll be pretty again soon, I promise!
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