Looking for things to do each day has never been a challenge.
However, when I read about a local group, who are trying to help the critters of Australia. I knew I could participate.
Some locals are heading down under and offered to take supplies. So a call was put out for crafty people to make, from specific patterns, blankets, wraps and pouches for kangaroos, bats, and koalas, that are hurt or suffering.
I have fabric and at times can read instructions — so I made a dozen bat wraps, and a few kangaroo pouches yesterday. I delivered them last night to a woman organizing all this in Sechelt.
She told she is blown away by the generous spirit of people on the coast wanting to help.
People are knitting, sewing and writing cheques. Others are organizing this help and getting the help to the appropriate places in Australia.
Then, I read in the news this morning, the people down under are asking people to STOP sending stuff! That most of it is being thrown away. There are not enough people to handle it all. The help is no help, and is being wasted.
Then I see a photo of a dozen baby kangaroos, all snuggled into little pouches that were made by well meaning people like myself. I see photos of sweet little bats all wrapped up in calico, and koalas wearing knitted mitts protecting their burns paws.
Stop – Don’t stop! Help – but not like that — like this. We need more of this and less of that.
Send money. Send money. Send money. But… NOT to them, to these other guys!
The back and forth of what to do and what not to do is overwhelming. And Sechelt is only one small community of people wanting to help. I think the crafty people of Toronto and Paris are also wanting to do what they can.
I cannot imagine the chaos of actually being in Australia right now. I know people and animals need help and money and, and, and, and.
I thought in a small way that I could help. Maybe I did. Maybe I didn’t.
I do know folks from this coast are going to Australia at the end of next week. They are taking with them not only money, but wraps, blankets, mitts and pouches. All made with love by well meaning people. I hope nothing is for nothing.
Really, we’re just walking each other home.