Last year I posted about finally finding the last Featherweight that I had been searching for in order to have one of each color. Read about that here. And with that I thought I was finished collecting these wonderful little machines. But as it turns out I needed one more…..The Centennial! These machines have a special badge that marks a hundred years of sewing for Singer….1851-1951. Not too long ago I had a chance to buy one…and you guessed it, I did! Here she is! And she is beautiful. I took her down to the river earlier this week to sew with her. She did a great job. I realized as I was sewing that I had now shared her yet here so I wanted to show her off as well as the Featherweight Table that I bought not too long ago at an auction thanks to the sharp eye of my friend, Jackie, who picked it up for me.
If you read the blog link above you saw that people who collect Featherweights name them. My first three are named Barbara for my mom and Lucille and Nola Mae for my grandmothers. The three of them taught me so much about sewing, crafting and creating. I am forever in their debt for that. So as I thought about what to name the Centennial just one name came to mind….June. I am naming her for June Winn Thomas who was my Home Ec teacher in high school and a great friend. Even after all these years she still cheers me on commenting on what all we are doing at The Studio. So meet June…the newest addition to my Featherweight collection. I would say I am done buying these little machines but never say never.
Did you ever have one of those days (or weeks) where things just didn’t go right….at all? That is what has been going on lately. UGH! And this morning I went to pull out my go-to machine to work on a new pattern for a quilt and forgot that it was still down at The Studio from last weekend’s sewing class. UGH again!!!! But then I thought maybe I will use my little “Nola Mae”, my Featherweight machine. (People with Featherweights name their machines because they become part of the family. Mine is named for Granny, my paternal grandmother. She patiently let a little girl “help” her sew. I learned so much from her so I wanted this one to be named for her.) The minute I threaded her up and made the first few stitches my mood lightened and I smiled. 
She turned my day around. This little machine makes me so happy! 
Now I have it back all oiled and ready to sew. Now I can’t decide what to make first! It’s almost too beautiful to use but I know it’s too lovely not to use. These little workhorses are much sought after and very collectible. Mine is from 1946….they each have serial numbers so we know when it was made. 
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