Sadly, the mill burned to the ground in 1994. No people were hurt, but all the looms perished. I'm thankful to have been able to spend many hours with those magnificent looms (and the people too). I can't walk into an old mill today without stopping to draw in a huge whiff of that delicious oily-dusty-old-mill smell. Heritage Trimming is woven elsewhere now, I'm guessing on newer looms, but they have saved many of the traditional motifs.
Today, I present my 48 inch Macomber 8 harness loom, in her prime new location, our guest room.
I'm looking forward to dressing her with some recycled silk for a stole. In the meantime, you should come sleep with her. She's big, but there's still room for you.