Yesterday Anne-Sophie came to pick up her new machine - or should I say new old machine.
When I got my new sewing machine a few years ago, I promised Anne-Sophie that she could have my old Singer. (Actually Emil was supposed to use it as well, if he ever had the need for it! I have a feeling that it might never occur again. I think that we must see it as a thing he loved to do, once in a while, when he was a very little boy). ;)
The old Singer has been standing at home waiting for Anne-Sophie to need it. And so she did yesterday.
She is making a project at the architecture school, which needed just that kind of tool. Now I hope that having the sewing machine close by, will inspire her to sew again. She used to sew when she lived at home, but in recent years she has been too occupied by her studies.
The Singer was my very first sewing machine and a graduation gift from Christian. I still remember how happy it made me, when I opened the present. A gift he knew I would cherish and use a lot.
By now it's time that it starts a new life, with new hands operating the buttons and buttom thread - and another person who finds out about all the many funny advantages and - not so funny - disadvantages such an old machine has.
I know that it will do a good job, even though it has become a bit more yellow over the years.
I couldn't be more delighted about the new owner...I hope that she will get as many wonderful hours of creating with it, as I have had...