Sunday morning mending

And being done on my mom's Singer's sewing machine from the late 40's.  It's really great for seams.  It's the machine I learned on so I have fondness for it.  

I woke up in a deep dream this morning and climbed out of my bed from the opposite side I was laying on.  It was so weird and it made me forget the dream I was so surprised what I had done.  It was a gorgeous day and a productive one too.