Rick Martine

The story of this cloth begins long before it was ever worn. It was picked out by a parent, or maybe a grandparent, as a symbol of their excitement and hopes for the child. It was folded and stored away in anticipation, a small secret waiting to be revealed. When the baby finally arrived, this little red garment was there to welcome them, a burst of color against the soft blankets and gentle light of a newborn's room.