|Left Hand Gray Spotted Rock besotted.|
|And now dry with masking removed awaiting|
ruminations and musings.
And so . . . it has been dusted off. However, smoke issuing from said Singer isn't a particularly good sign of a fully functioning machine. A little discouraging, in fact. This is when one adheres to an old rule (thank you, Uncle Fern): Maybe it needs a rest. So I let it rest while lifting frisket and masking tape from today's journal page and making tea for Bennie and me. Upon a second attempt, there was significantly less smoke and better motion from the drive and needle operations. I don't need flaming success merely a new way of creating journal pages.
|Olde Smokey now ready to work.|
Now. I'm going to finish my Turmeric Ginger tea and head for the Singer. See what happens. Wish me luck.