The Fourth of July

The Fourth of July. I went to church and we've been watching patriotic movies on the tube. It's a small group. As a matter of fact I'm not sure you'd call it a group because it's just the two of us. But we're good company for each other if I do say so myself. I'm in the mood to paint, believe it or not. I may do so in a while. Then again, maybe I won't. I can't read, too restless. I can't knit, equally restless. Could I nap? You "betcha". What an escape that would be to retreat into dreamland.