She looked away and fumbled with the needle and thread she'd found in a sewing kit.
Katie was busy sewing something for her hope chest, so Carmen grabbed her cane pole and some liver from the refrigerator, and strolled down to the pond.
She was much pleased with the letter, and after she had asked all the questions she could think of, she took it to her mother, who was sewing in the hall, and read it to her.
Beside, clothes introduced sewing, a kind of work which you may call endless; a woman's dress, at least, is never done.
Katie was on the couch sewing when Carmen entered the living room.