My knowledge of geography is pitiful. It's right up there with my knowledge of mathematics beyond long division and the precise reason why you can't put fresh pineapple in jello. Things I've just entrusted others to know.
And sometimes this comes back to bite me. Like now for instance. There are wildfires burning in Southeastern Australia and I've absolutely no idea whether this impacts any of my wonderful blogging buddies or not.
When we went on our trip to Greece, we met people from all over the world and the ones we liked the most were from Oz. Andrew spent a semester in Sydney and I'm partial to Australian quilting magazines and aboriginal fabrics. I wrote before that when I watched the recent Olympics, when I wasn't rooting for the USA I was rooting for the Aussies. It's a place and a people I'm partial to.
And now there's this fire siege and I don't know if it is affecting my blogging buddies. People like Tracey, Lorraine, and Peg, and Tazzie, and Donna and Little Mysteries and so many others. Geeze, do I feel dumb.
Sisters in quilting, know that I'm holding you -- and your country -- in the light.