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

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Wednesday on the cape

The day began with toast and butter and jam in Cathy's lovely light kitchen. I have not eaten butter in years, but Cathy assured me this is pasture butter and good for me. 

Peggy picked me up for a trip to the grocery and drug stores for needful things as I stay here. We left all in the car as we toured Beaufort which I had never done. Then came a memorable afternoon as I met Prudence Fish, author of the book "Antique Houses of Gloucester ". Pru is delightful, we visited ninety to nothing for several hours. Peggy served us a beautiful dinner. Dennis was not with us, off doing man things.  e

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