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

Monday, October 6, 2014

Macy Renee' is three now

This great grand child has been crazy over horses since the first one she saw.  Her excited cry of "Pony!" rang out in the car as we arrived in Kerrville to visit a  pretty Arabian being shown off for donations to a rescue operation for neglected horses.


Once on the ground beside a creature so tall for this little three year old person, she was too shy to hold the piece of apple to that great big mouth. A small donkey proved less fearsome.  She obediently posed for pictures with Jackson her brother now five and my son in law Gary who is a wonderful grandfather, all squinting into the sun so I could record the event.   So this was the first pony of her birthday celebration.

Next was a carriage ride down the main street of Fredericksburg, pony number two is a mare named "Liberty",  a small draft breed, perhaps Percheron. Macy did place a small hand on the mare's neck as it nibbled grass.

And last was the cake and presents, my gift to her was a back pack made of a plush pony having a zipper on the side. She let out a great laugh of approval when she opened this pony number 3!  Happy birthday to my little  doll.  e

The best present for this little wannabe cowgirl is her beautiful
pair of fine boots!

Here is the pony backpack.


  1. Thanks for sharing your wealth in great-grandchildren! Happy 3rd to her.

  2. Hello, Edyth, I started out horse crazy at a very young age just like your granddaughter. Had my first horse at 16 and have had them ever since (I'm 58 now) I just wanted to mention that at Tractor Supply (do you have them where you live) they have wonderful horse play sets that I would have given my eyeteeth for when I was young. Farm sets, vet sets, show jumping sets, tons of wonderful Breyer horses and individual small farm animals. Just thought I'd mention it for Christmas.
    Melinda Cole


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