On Saturday I went out early (for a Saturday)
and drove around the cordon that surrounds our central city
with an arm full of quilts and took some pictures.
This beautiful quilt started as an ugly duckling
abut it's turned into a beautiful swan.
Our son James was standing by the building that is being torn down
on at 12.51 on the 22 February.
It's a hard place for me to stand.
I've seen his picture in the Press Earthquake book,
I know he was terrified.
This quilt is so bright and happy
and, if it's not too much of a stretch, full of possibility.
It could be comfy in the long grass under a leafy tree
in the summer sun.
It could be snuggly warm to cuddle under
while the rain lashed outside the window.
Someone else's art hanging on the fence
a warm reminder we are all in this together.
This quilt is going with me to Sydney
for Sharyn and Simona.
I'm pretty sure they are going to
be very very happy with it!