There was a new toy delivered to my house on Friday.
It was manufactured in Great Britain in 1952.
Mr. Muddling built a little box for it to sit in yesterday. I'm hoping to find a table he can adapt for it.
Isn't she a beauty!
Now here's where the blog world can be dangerous. I was wandering around a while back and chanced upon Dora Quilts, and when I read her post about vintage sewing machines it renewed a want-to in me that I've had for a while to own a vintage Singer. Anyway, after reading her blog I went searching on ebay and after watching and waiting I found this one. And now it's mine, all mine.
I'd really like a treadle machine, too - talk about something I really don't need! I sewed on one years ago when my son was very small. The one I used belonged to the manager of the apartments where we lived, and I had a lot of fun with it once I got used to the rhythm of it.
Here are the two quilts, though you can barely see the one on the left. Still lots to do on them both, but at least I can see where they are going.
Enjoy the rest of your weekend!
Hugs and kisses,