And here comes Lenora, early to work on this snowy morning when the whole world is grinding at a snails pace and those who make it to work are shiveringly gritting their teeth. She is smiling, this humble seamstress, this woman with the sewing machine that always used to jam. It seems that her old machine has somehow been infused with a touch of magic. For now she has made a tiny curtain, the first she ever made by following all the instructions, the first she ever lined. This delightful creation is a dollhouse curtain, a forerunner of curtains to come. Soon her living room window will no longer fight alone against the winters chill. The winter will not daunt Lenora. A woman who can make a little curtain can also make a big one.