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

Thursday, June 26, 2014


Now is full summer time, lush green and vibrant. How blessed is the rain. Our area of West Central Texas is still much behind which means the deep pools of water below us have not recovered, but with the need to irrigate abating some,  we will be drawing less from those precious aquifers for a little while at least. Between here and the new Mexico border there have been good rains scattered over a wide area. 

In the 1950's and 60's I subscribed to "Mother Earth News" and learned to make my vegetable garden under a deep permanent mulch.  This morning with everything freshly washed I felt a kinship with the younger self of those times as I played in the garden, my hair in a braid again and my gardening gloves on.  I have a nice layer of Coastal Bermuda hay on the ground around the vegetables and added the trimmings from a culinary sage which was growing over a walkway, and then cut up last years' parsley plants to add to the mulch.  I add bits of plant matter on top continuously and it makes an herby sweet smelling cushion under foot.  It is time to cut back the basil and add it's fragrance to this.  Fruit and vegetable trimmings from the kitchen are buried here and there under a bit of top soil and then the mulch rolled back in place over them.   Composted manure will help too at the end of this growing season.  Next spring I will set in purchased blue bonnets in between the vegetable plants to add nitrogen to the soil which is needing that.  There are a few of the blue flowers this year, but they cannot self seed in the deep mulch. 

This is peach season for Fredericksburg, and I celebrate with large pies, not as big as in the past when I used a 19 inch long turkey pan for my peach pies, but still large enough to share with friends.  When I was in my 20's I thought it a great sin to buy piecrust and always made my own.  Now I let Pillsbury do them and I add cinnamon and nutmeg and sugar and bits of real butter on top of the crust and for a crowning touch a nice sprinkling of pecans.  No one complains.   This weekend I will make my third one for this summer.  I hope each of my friends is enjoying this beautiful season as much as I am.  e

In the ornamental part of the garden "Indigo Spires" has reached a height of 4 feet and a spread of about 7.


  1. I said to my husband the other day, "Summer I love thee." After our brutal winter here in Minneapolis this year, the warm days are so welcome.

    I enjoyed the little tidbits about Texas. Hubby and I lived in Texas for 15 years when we were young. One of our daughters was born in New Braunfels. I remember it as such a charming little city. I wonder if it was in hill country. (?) And I must buy some peaches at Costco and make a peach pie!

  2. Hi Edyth, I look forward to your posts and love to see what you are up to... Your home and garden are lovely. Have a wonderful summer. Good health and blessings from me to you. Patricia

  3. I imagine your garden is a perfectly lovely place to spend a morning, Edyth...I am supposed to be working on doll/UFDC tasks, but found myself out in the yard, moving plants, deadheading, mulching, and weeding. I count it as "meditative time" and try not to worry that I'm shirking my other duties.

  4. I so loved reading about your memories, garden and pies. Your garden is lovely, and I think I'm smelling a hint of deliciousness from your pies here in Nebraska, and my oh my how this old Texas girl misses the Texas Blue Bonnets. You and your words make me smile... thank you for sharing. (((Hugs)))


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