The Land of Counterpane

The Land of Counterpane 

When I was sick and lay a-bed,
I had two pillows at my head,
And all my toys beside me lay,
To keep me happy all the day.

And sometimes for an hour or so
I watched my leaden soldiers go,
With different uniforms and drills,
 Among the bed-clothes, through the hills;

And sometimes sent my ships in fleets
All up and down among the sheets;
Or brought my trees and houses out,
And planted cities all about.

I was the giant great and still
That sits upon the pillow-hill,
And sees before him, dale and plain,
The pleasant land of counterpane.
-Robert Louis Stevenson

It was a great weekend, filled with friends, games, Broadway musicals, tangerine cake, and too many miles of pavement. In fact, it may have been too much fun. For roughly the last 24 hours, Andy has been relegated to the land of counterpane with a nasty stomach bug, while I serve as his questionably competent nursemaid, dispensing freely of Jell-O, Nalagenes full of water, and Robert Louis Stevenson quotes. (Is there anything more soothingly than Jell-O and Robert Louis Stevenson?) In the end, not really the start to the work week we'd imagined, but keep calm and carry on, eh?