I have quite a family of machines, though I don't usually name them. After my last retreat I decided it was time I get a featherweight cause I can't see quitting this quilting thing anytime soon. The older I get, the harder it is to lug those things around. I could just get better wheels, but what fun is that? So I told Mark and right away he was anxious that I get one. I won the bid for this one on our 38th anniversary. He is not convinced it just needs oil and lube however, so he intends now to open up the motor and clean up her guts. I haven't even tried her with a needle and thread yet, but she sounds better everyday and I believe when he is done with the procedure, she will hum like new. It is amazing the info you can find online about these puppies. I am sure he wouldn't attempt it otherwise.
If I add them all up, she counts as my 7th machine. Sorry, I won't gather them for a picture. But what I have is a Bernina, Pfaff, Babylock, Singer handcrank, Franklin treadle, an APQS Lenni and now the Singer featherweight. Yes, I count my blessings everyday.
I've got to do paperwork today and I have to gather a few things for quilting tomorrow. I get to teach the ladies how to do invisible applique by machine. What fun.
