My herd has thinned a little.
Today I watched as Midge (1950 FW) left the house without me.
It's so stupid, but I was a little misty eyed.
She went to a good home though. A nice lady north of us who wants something to travel with, has started quilting, and used to have a FW a number of years ago.
The lady knows her name and said she'd let her keep it.
I simply can't exercise all of the machines I have, and she needed to be used. I know she will be used where she went. I have to remember that. Why is it so hard to part with the little things?