My mom adopts vintage sewing machines. Saturday morning as I opened my eyes (I slept with the windows open that night) I looked across the street and saw my neighbor setting up for a yard sale. I could see a table and iron legs and thought it could be a sewing machine. I called my mom and she told me get your butt out of bed and go see!!!. It was 7 a.m. on my day off... the ONE day I dont have to be up by 7... I love my mom, so of course I went and looked. The Singer is a treadle machine and the light green one is a miniature kids machine! All the pieces to the treadle are in a box in one of the drawers... its a little rough but well worth the walk across the street... I got these 2 machines, a wooden sewing box filled with antique notions (all for mom) 6 books (for me) and paid.... FIVE dollars!!!!!
Posted on: Mon, 14 Jul 2014 12:05:52 +0000
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