The siren call of lavender

    Last week,  I went to New Haven, CT to help my sister in law pack up and get ready to move to Rochester, NY as she has retired from Yale. Part of the deal was taking a lot of stuff to Goodwill from her basement and closets. Upon entering the store, perched on outdated electronics rather precariously and unceremoniously was some lavender metal. I was drawn to it and saw it was a Kenmore machine. Only the foot controller was with it, missing the bobbin case. However, it just looked like it had been a beloved machine. It was so attractive among the old VCR, lamp and other electronic detritus. It seemed foolish to even think about it. I found the model number, 158.504, and turned the data on my phone and looked to ebay to see if a bobbin case was available. There was.
      I walked all over the store, but the machine was begging to be rescued. I forced myself to leave with my husband and sister in law and bemoaned the lavender machine all the way back to her house. Since I had a headache, I took a nap and while I was sleeping, my husband went back and got it for $20.00. It was there when I woke up. I was afraid to plug it in in case something nasty transpired. I did not think burning down my sister in law's condo a week before it closed was a good idea. I found the manual online and downloaded it. 
     When we returned to Buffalo, I oiled it all and then started it up. Perfect running. Now I am just waiting for the bobbin case to see how it stitches. I polished it a bit, waiting for the case. The lavender is just so lovely, so real retro. I could not resist the siren song of the lavender Kenmore.

Just the condition I found it

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