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, May 11, 2013

Life is what happens...

"Life is what happens when you are planning something different." We have all heard that.   On Monday I will be dealing with insurance adjusters instead of having iced tea with a group of friends.   On Thursday May 9th Fredericksburg experienced  a strong wind measured in excess of 80 miles per hour accompanied by massive hail.  Many had hail they likened to golf balls and lemons.  The weather radar channel I was watching reported an identified tornado going over Fredericksburg.  It did not come down to my knowledge anywhere in the city.  I live in the center city now and lost only plants and a skylight and some screens and one window and a few panes in the garage door and of course the roof . 

The larger house in Stoneridge on which I had just written a sales contract last week had much more damage.  All will be righted by and by. 

I am grateful my dear old Vanessa was garaged at Cheryl's house and was not lost.  Vanessa suits me, an old lady car for an old lady, and I am comfortable knowing by habit all of her controls and actions.  I have real affection for my old minivan. It has carried Jack and me on many adventures and even to Maine. These days I haul flowers and bags of mulch and grandchildren and oil painting gear, but stay close to home.  e

6 comments:

  1. I am so sorry to hear that you had to go through this, you have been through so much in the past years. I am glad it was just monetary damage and hopefully this crazy weather will give everyone a break.

    Debbie

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  2. oh, E. I hate this for you and your town. Sending hugs.

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  3. I am so very sorry...Mother Nature at her worst. I hope that you will get all of this out of the way quickly and continue doing the things you love.

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  4. The weather your way has been frightful. hope the rest of the year is smooth sailing. Glad to hear you are hauling dirt and buying flowers and you minivan is OK.. All seems right with the world when I work in the dirt. Take Care Fran

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  5. Oh NO Edyth! I saw the weather on our news and was thinking you were all well, as they showed it well East of you~ SO HAPPY the damage was minimal. Give precious Spoon a kiss and others too~ xoxoxo rachael

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  6. Edyth, just like everyone else, I'm so sorry to hear that Mother Nature decided to throw a tantrum in your back yard. I hope that the insurance adjusters were easy to work with and that your home will soon be put to rights.
    Hugs,
    Paula

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