The Singer

Good Morning,

It is still dark and it is early morning. I had one mug of coffee and  I am after another in a minute or two.

I am stripping and varnishing mom's sewing machine. She loves the machine; it was her mothers machine and it is a keeper. She has the three drawer that looks like this. It is a converted treadle machine that is now electric.
Mom and I sat out on the deck while the cats ate.