My sewing machine family that is. While wandering around an antique store on our trip to Connecticut we came across this sweet little girl.

Now I have come across treadle tables like this before so when my dear hubby called me over to where he was to show me I figured it was just another table but in pretty good condition. What I was looking for was one that actually still had the machine in it. Well, I was quite surprised ….. and happy….. when he told me that he checked and the machine was in there. Oh, be still my heart! So, we carefully opened it up and got the machine out into the light of day. Judging from the newspapers stuffed into the cabinet that were dated 1978, the machine was untouched for a number of decades and was a little bit dusty and one of the pins that held it to the cabinet was undone but not missing so that was easily remedied. The bobbin was there, the pedal easily moved, the belt was in the cabinet but, of course, it would be unusable. I took a picture of the serial number on the machine and over the next couple of days of our trip I did some research as to what year it was manufactured, model and availability of parts and information on being able to get this beauty back into working order. I found out it was manufactured in 1910 and it is a Model 66 — and a redeye which I actually knew as soon as we raised her out of her cozy cabinet. Parts are available and there are many You Tube videos, blogs and vintage sewing machine groups out there sharing information and support. So, I decided that, yes, we would stop on our way home and bring her home with us.
The cabinet and machine have gotten a bit of a preliminary cleaning and I will be working on getting the machine oiled up and gently getting the gears to move smoothly. The cabinet needs a bit of work but overall, it is in good condition. All four drawers are there and slide in and out nicely. The only thing missing is the knob on the tilt out drawer. And there is no rusting on the metal works.
I am so happy to have finally found what I have been looking for. She does not have a name as yet. I am sure the perfect one will come to me as I work on her. So I now have machines spanning from a non-electric 1910 to a modern embroidery machine named Minnie that uses a flashdrive to stitch out intricate designs with just the push of a button.
The rest of the members of my sewing machine family:
Emma- 1949 Featherweight, Bertha – White – date unknown, Anna – 1950’s Singer as well as a few more machines that aren’t pictured …… Beau, a 1990’s Brother machine, a Dressmaker Model 201, and Phoebe my Pfaff and main sewing machine….. are happy to welcome the new addition to the family.
I am looking forward to learning about the workings of a treadle and learning how to sew with it. I am hearing that they have a wonderful, straight stitch.
So wish me luck on my treadle adventure. If anyone has one and you have any words of wisdom, I would welcome any advise.
Be well. See you soon.
Ginny



I love this swirly pink minky.
as well as these cute little baskets 

Not a squealy, squeaky sound or a rattling sound. It has to be a fan that actually makes a nice, deep, solid humming sound like the ones I remember from long, lazy days when I was young. I was in my sewing room a few mornings ago and I only had the fan on while sewing. No radio, no tv, no podcast from my i-pod. Just the combined humming of the fan in the window and my sewing machine. It was beautiful music.
the squeals of the children as they play their games of tag with the breaking waves.







I got a picture of him wearing it today. 🙂
…….. My trusty snowman is telling me it’s less than 6 months until Christmas. 🙂 Just sayin’ It will be here before we know it. Better get busy. Now, where’s my Christmas music?


Geraniums always remind me of my paternal grandparents. My grandfather had a garden in the yard of their Brooklyn apartment. There were many things in his garden but I remember how I loved the scent and the slightly fuzzy feel of the leaves on the geraniums . My grandmother had a window box full of them by the window where we would sit and look out on the backyard. My gardens wouldn’t be complete without them now.
The smell of my petunias in the evening as we sit outside on the front porch or out in our backyard is such a welcome reminder that summer is here.
And the marigolds have such an earthy smell and I can count on them to be brightening the landscape well into the fall.
I think I am going to make a smaller version of it to take to my office too . It makes me smile.

It’s never too early to get started.