She caught my eye because of her beautiful turned features, especially the captive rings on the mother-of-all horizontals and the wheel hub. (The large one on the wheel hub undulates back and forth as the drive wheel turns - just mesmerizing.) Captive rings are created while the main piece is turned, by undermining wood from the piece being carved. Spinning wheels with a lot of them showcase the skill of the woodworker.
This wheel was a birthday present to myself. I found her on German eBay and watched the seconds count down with baited breath as the listing came to a close. Unfortunately, my good luck did not extend to the next phase of the process: the seller packed the wheel and distaff most carelessly, basically sticking the wheel in a box, cramming the distaff in diagonally, and sending her on her way with a stray sheet of bubble wrap floating on top and a single strip of tape sealing the box.
The crank was loose in the hub. It required hide glue and four days of patience, but that repair did go smoothly. More seriously, there was a torsional crack along one horizontal support which did not want to rotate back into place. I ended up injecting diluted hide glue into the crack with a syringe, switching the tension screws so the one that was warped was in the undamaged hole, and hoping for the best. The wood was parched but came back to life with some boiled linseed oil.
So, I learned a lot about repair from this wheel, and in the end I felt more affection for her because of the TLC she required from me. She came back into spinning condition very nicely. My son named her Cricket.
She still has a ways to go before her restoration is "finished". Her uprights are loose in the base, so there is significant wobble that needs addressing, and the treadle pin is bent downwards, which means the treadle slides right off without thick cotton cord belting it to the frame. I have plans to add some feet to the four corners of the base, which will allow me to make some sort of block under the treadle to hold it in the right position.
A few weeks ago I brought Cricket to a spinning retreat, where she garnered a lot of attention. I spun up a batt of sparkly dark green fiber and told her story over and over to curious spinners, some of whom had never seen an antique wheel in action!