Jam and Japan

Oh Japan - its like having a front row seat to watch Armageddon.  I'm kind-of glad that the TV stations are not doing 24/7 coverage the way they did with Christchurch, as there is only so much relentless tragedy I can process - its starting to take on the unreal feel of a disaster movie; just when you think it can't get any worse, something even more awful happens.  Trouble is, there is no hero who will swing in at the end and make it all right.

I'm wondering what I can do to help - sending cash is not an option for us right now, so I was thinking about maybe knitting something; beanies, a blanket, that could be sent to a person who'd lost everything. 
It seems so little though.

On a lighter note, I have stopped falling over every time I stand up and the room has stopped spinning when I'm lying down. I'm still deaf as a post, but its actually quite peaceful, so I'm not complaining too much.

I have even made some jam with our leftover plums.  This blurry photo (it was in focus when I took it, I swear - but I was feeling a bit lightheaded at the time) is the leftovers that wouldn't fit in a jar and not the sum total of what I made.

:)