"I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds.
If you are worried and you can't sleep
Just count your blessings instead of sheep
And you'll fall asleep counting your blessings."
I love this old Irving Berlin song and I thought of it many times the past few days. My neighbor Carol and I spent the weekend sewing premie quilts for our local hospital. My guild collect 100 of them last night and we were happy that we completed 20 of them.
You probably know someone who has had a premature baby. Some of you may even have seen a NICU unit. A little quiltie does brighten up the place.