There's something soothing about the steady hum of a sewing machine. I don't know that I really noticed it before. When the house is quiet and empty, with only the sound of a small fan off in the distance somewhere, "Emma" (my sewing machine) sings to me softly. I slow the speed way down so that I can put my foot to the floor...pedal to the metal... but in reality.....stay slow and steady....
So I started thinking...What happens in there when she's humming along?
Soothing isn't it? Almost hypnotic... And to think the steady song of our sewing machines...and single, circular, repetitive motions....give us the ability to C R E A T E.....whatever we can dream.
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