Well, another grange fair has come and gone. If I'm not confused on my count, I believe this was my 24th year. Last year I was sick as a dog and thought for sure no entries, but I searched for projects I completed during that year and found an item to enter for judging. Glad to say it won a ribbon. Not a first place, but that's okay with me! This year, I had 4 entries. I have been hoping to beat my all-time high of 12 entries in one year, but my crochet mojo comes and goes. I have done more crocheting this year than I have in the last several years, but a lot of that has been little crocheted hats for a NICU and not entries for the fair. It's okay though, as NICU hats are close to my heart. I love making hats for the smallest and most delicate of God's children. My older son spent time in the NICU as a newborn. His bilirubin count was so high that it required 2 complete blood exchange transfusions to try to bring his count down. He survived it and thrives t