Mother's Day

This featheweight was my mother's. I remember watching her sew slipcovers on this little machine on the kitchen table. Prom dresses, clothes, all appeared magically from under the needle. It seemed so easy.

As my mother became older, she often complained of back pain after hours of sewing. There were no adjustable chairs or special sewing tables. Yet, I have all the latest sewing aides, but could not duplicate the work my mother did on this featherweight.

My mother has been gone so many years, but I still miss her. Along with wonderful memories, she left me a part of her with this little machine.

Happy Mother's Day Mom.