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

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Round Pond Day













Today is a quiet gray day on coastal Maine, I am glad I painted a bit yesterday and the day before, because today is not a good painting day for me. I know some will find a sheltered spot and revel in a muted foggy tonal effect.

Jack and I drove a different road this morning and discovered a charming village, Round Pond, a working fisherman's cove with interesting boats and gear for that. The village surrounding the cove is full of sweet properties, for we who love rural New England architecture. There was a sign in front of one house that said "rug hooking classes". It would have been fun to stop in and visit! I kept seeing little capes, some with a for sale sign, and confess to a great longing for one as a part time home. These are well loved and dearly priced. Texas has given us such a hard hot dry year that I think I could be somewhere else for a while. One pretty blue and white house in Round Pond had a neat little sail boat on the mail box.

And next we had a luncheon date, a special meal out for Jack to enjoy a lobster at Shaw's Wharf. I ate Haddock and salad and then we finished with blue berry pie. On the way back to our cabin, we parked beside Rachael Carson's Salt Pond nature area, so I could watch the breakers come in as the sea and the little pond merge, as they do twice each day at high tide. Moving and beautiful. There is a marker there. I look at the sea birds and remember how much we owe the writer of "Silent Spring". Edyth

4 comments:

  1. This sounds like such a delightful day! I'm looking forward to the photos. We drove down to Pemaquid Point two years ago during our October trip to the coast of Maine. I think it is in this same general area. I long for a part time home there as well. Summer in GA wasn't as hot as TX but set records for our area. It seemed to drain the life out of me!

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  2. What a fun series of blog posts we have to look forward to! Can't wait for pictures. :~)

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  3. I'm glad you are taking pictures and so glad to read of your good times on the coast. It is sunny and clear today - I hope it is like that for you, too!

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  4. Lucky you to be in New England- at any time of the year...but early autumn with leaves changing is the most spectacular! Your post have been making me homesick for Yankee living...
    mention of Rachel Carson brought this to mind:

    Only when the last tree has been cut down Only when the last river has been poisoned Only after the last fish has been caught Only then will you find money cannot be eaten ~~ Cree Prophecy ~~

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