↠ the many lives of cervid antlers ↞

most of you know:
I collect antlers.
from deer and elk.
I find them wandering.
friends give them to me.
they are roadkill
or mountain lion kill.
every time I find one,
 I am moved to make something to honor the life it had
before I happened upon it's loveliness.
Once again,
I honor you elk
I honor you deer.
Thank You
also a few pieces
from my beloved pipestone and local turquoise

the wing and the weed shadow

I opened the book (Soul Unearthed) and this delicate dragonfly? cicada? wing fell out.  I laid it on the page, grabbed my camera and snapped this shot.  A sweet morning shadow from the autumn grass lounged across the page next to the wing. 
I have been working so hard on my pendants.  A little side track from my usual photographing, printing and matting of images.  But as people started asking for them I had to make more.  They are simple and rustic and each one is unique.  I have been selling them quickly; I guess it is the season.  Earrings are next.
Who can tell me what the pendants are resting against??