The Story of my Blog Title

Quilt of Dragonflies- My blog is named that for a reason.I am lucky enough to own a genuine Quilt of Dragonflies, which I am sure brings me good dreams when I sleep beneath it. It was given to me by a friend of my mother's, who handmade the entire thing. Color meets pattern in this fantastic piece of artwork which sits on my bed. Brilliant shades of purple, blue, and green intersperse with tie dye dragonflies. I will not hesitate to call it my inspiration.







Friday, November 25, 2011

Five Sentence Fiction: Sacrifice

The little boy's face shone like the sun as a bright and shiny red balloon was handed over the counter to him. It was finally his ballon, only his and no one else's. Laughing and bouncing the balloon about in the air, the boy skipped over to the bench where his mum was waiting for him. It was then that he noticed the little girl with the ragged t shirt and gap toothed smile staring at his balloon with curious eyes from behind the trashcan. She had obviously never seen something so round and red, and the little boy's eyes suddenly stung with an emotion he had never felt before as he grudgingly held out his hand-he now knew the meaning of sacrifice.



3 comments:

  1. Oh, I absolutely love this! The sacrifice of a child is the sweetest. I can see him thinking about it, and knowing it was the right thing even though he really wanted that balloon. Awesome!!!

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  2. Well done! What a great little kid he was to make such a big sacrifice!

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  3. Gorgeous, Claire - what a sweet little boy to do this even though it hurt. Beautifully drawn,
    kate

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