I want to thank you for praying for me yesterday. The purse class went much better than I expected. There is still more work to be done so I will show you the finished bag after the next class. I won't say I was without error. I had cut some pieces wrong and had to redo a few things but at least I got two zippers in and hopefully will remember how to put the third one in next week. If not, I have my buddy, Joyce, to help me and our instructor is wonderful. While at class I became aware of two Featherweight machines that are available for purchase. I got a mini education in Featherweights. They were made between 1930 - 1960. Singer is still making replacement parts for these machines. The ladies were talking about how wonderful they are to sew on and how portable they are. I'm going to sew with one the next time I go in. Do any of you have one of these machines? What do you think of it? It is pulling at my heartstrings and they have lay-away...
I was walking with my daughter after the class and was pondering whether my Grandmothers might have used this machine. The night was so pretty and though cold (mid 50's) I was enjoying the flowers. We were finding them in the most unusual places along the trail we walk and I was reminded of my Mom and how a few years back she had decided to go in search of her Grandmother's house. She had a great many memories of spending summers on the farm and hadn't been there in many years. When she got there, the house had been taken down and nothing remained but the daffodils that used to line the driveway. There they were, all lined up in the field. I thought this would make her sad, but she was actually comforted by the memories of those flowers and finding them was like finding a piece of her Grandma.
When we got home I started looking for photos of my great Grandmother, but couldn't locate any. What I was able to find is this picture of my Grandmother, my Dad's Mom. She is the little one on the left with the bows in her hair. It was confirmed again that I should be a farm girl as my family were farmers. I'm so amused by this picture. They are covered in mud and barefoot. Did this rascal of an animal get loose? I would love to know the story. I'd also like to know if there is a Featherweight sewing machine behind that door.
Be blessed today,
