You have to love a nation that celebrates its independence every July 4, not with a parade of guns, tanks and soldiers who file by the White House in a show of strength and muscle, but with family picnics where kids throw Frisbees, the potato salad gets iffy, and the flies die from happiness. You may think you have overeaten, but it is patriotism. ~Erma Bombeck
I haven't had much time lately to sew, but Kathy's grandchildren will be eating hot dogs and ice cream in style this year. I don't know how I let this holiday sneak up on me, but here it is almost the Fourth, and I have nary a red, white, or blue project that is mine to show you.