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

Friday, June 13, 2014

My own Green Eden

We have hot muggy weather here, blessed rain for us again last Monday.  I can’t tell you how good it is to have rain when we are so dry and dusty.  Most of my yard is looking very pretty, unfortunately the soil I paid to have brought in for the big vegetable bed is no good and the plants struggle and some die along. I am extremely disappointed in it, but will hang on for this growing season and try to pay to have it taken out and replaced in the fall.   Just in case, for plan "B" I am continuing to try to improve what I have.  
This neighborhood had a great block party a few houses down from me last Sunday night, 32 people came and brought food and chairs and cooked hamburgers and drank wine and visited for a bit over 3 hours!    This included Cheryl’s 93 year old neighbor whom she helped and another precious  neighbor on a walker, and no one was left out.  We are a tiny one block long strip of garden homes, with lots just 50 feet wide, zero clearance on one side and a small side yard  on the other. The side and back yards are completely closed in and private with no windows on the neighbor’s side.  I love my little courtyard!   Many of these tiny yards are beautifully done.


Every part of life is richer for friendships remembered.  There are plants in my garden brought by loving hands to share. The Little Gem Magnolia brought to us by Jan and Bill has already bloomed this summer.  Jan left us in the same 24 hours as my Jackie.  Beside my front door is a little cast iron pot on the right from Elizabeth Cates, a friend for more than 50 years of my life.  To the left is a cast iron rabbit given to me by Virginia.  e


  1. What a wonderful neighborhood to live in, sounds like you have made a lot of friends there. Your gardens are beautiful.


  2. You are right Edythe, that friends are the flowers in the garden of life! Treasure your living mementos of your loving friends.

  3. After seeing your "bunk feeder" salad garden several posts ago I purchased one for my deck. The seeds sprouted quickly and we're already eating salads from it daily. It's deep enough for carrots and beets too. The most productive little growing system I've ever had. I'm going to build a PVC hoop structure to add an insulating cover to keep the veggies growing in the cooler months. Right now I have row cover fabric to keep the bugs away. Thanks for the brilliant idea!



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