I've been a little cranky . . .

Crank, crank, crank . . . I'm in love with my Singer 99. This gal is 82 years old, (the machine, not ME!)  She sews amazing.  The quiet is mesmerizing.

The sewing began on Friday. 

I picked up this quilt fabric at the guild meeting last week. It was already cut into strips.  After I made it, I thought hey, piece of cake.  

So I dug into my fabric bins (yes I have more than one tote of fabric) and came up with the following: 

This didn't photograph near as pretty as it really is. The border fabric is tiny black and white hounds tooth print. I remember buying this butterfly fabric. I sent a fat quarter to my friend Cathy in Australia years ago. 

My friend Maggie gave me this map print along with yards of coordinating fabric. All I had to do was sew the border on. 

This kitten fabric was used to make a table runner for my cousin Dixie.

Four quilts in 3 days, one crank at a time. 

The top quilt is a donation for foster babies. I'm not sure what I'll do with the other ones.  First they will all have to be machine quilted.

It's all in a day or two of cranking!

My auction treasure

Today we went to a mid-morning auction. We looked around and really saw only one thing we I wanted. Of course in was all the way in the back from where they were going to start. The auctioneer said it would be at least 2:30 when they would get to the area with our item in it.

We left. At home we did a joint effort in making breakfast and pot #2 of coffee. After we ate, the blacksmith went outside to cut up some downed trees. I cut out an apron. 

It was a way too warm day in Mid-Missouri for December. A couple of hours later and we were enjoying coffee on the deck. The blacksmith was cooling off and resting after his wood cutting. Not something you want to be doing in 70+ temperatures. 

At 1:30 we headed back to the auction. We really should have believed him and arrived closer to 2:30. 

Shortly after 2:30 the item I was interested in came up for auction. The auctioneer took the first lady's bid at $15. I am waving my hand and he doesn't see me. I almost have a heart attack before someone tells him about me. Then a bidding war took over, $10 at a time. I finally won.

This Singer model 99, manufactured in February 1931 is now mine!  Would you believe it's a hand crank model????  My friend Phil will refurbish it for me. I can hardly wait to get my granddaughter to try it out with me.