Cranes, Weasels & Lions

I recently finished my first string of cranes. I've been in a foul mood lately and folding these guys helps me to ground myself. I've also been thinking about what they symbolize, quite fitting today, being Remembrance Day. Lest we forget.

The last week or so has been wrought with drama in all forms. Most obvious being the shock of the election. After that, the shock of how many people I know who are pro Trump and rally after his ideals. So these cranes are beginning to take on a whole new meaning for me, one small way that I can hold against everything wrong in this world without fear of backlash and harassment.

On a lighter note, here is a photo of Chloe as a lion.