Welcome to My Red Cape. Long ago in another time my husband Jack and I lived in a little old red house. It was the stuff of dreams to us for the few years that we were there. I live there still a number of hours every day in imagination, with old dolls and paintings and fabrics and feather trees. I draw inspiration and happiness from the memories of that space in time and share some of it here with friends who remember how to step with Alice through the looking glass and take delight in whimsies and antiquities.

For more than sixty years I have studied, collected, repaired, and bought and sold antique dolls. They have been back ground music in my life at every stage, sometimes louder, sometimes subdued, but always there with me. To see only the posts about dolls on this blog, click the banner on the right titled Dolls for My Red Cape. Keep clicking “Older Posts” to see more. Some of the posts featuring rug hooking are gathered under the banner For Cathy. From time to time items are offered for sale under the banner “O’Neill’s Antiques” which was our shop name for many years. ~Edyth O’Neill

Saturday, February 5, 2011

The old Kitchen became our dining room...


  1. Dear Edyth,

    Your home was so beautiful, I am so sorry that you lost it to that fire. I also miss my old house, I am so glad that you were not injured and I love seeing the pictures. I thank you for sharing them. I didn't lose my home to fire but still there is that part of me that was a part of that house and I often find myself wanting to return. I often think that we do not choose old houses but that they somehow choose us. Either way it is a special bond and our memories and those of the people that were there before us become combined and the love and sweetness of the memories keep history alive and hope.

  2. Dear Edyth, Thank you for sharing a
    Happy and beautiful home. It is heartbreaking to lose something we treasured and loved so much.Thank you for sharing your pictures. Cheri


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