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

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

My red cape in the snow

Every 10 years or so we get snow.  You can see I have been going through old photos lately.
The snow came before I had taken the corn stalks down.

The back of the cape

 The wooden swing was a favorite place to sit. We were in lovely woods.

This was a splendid small art studio, complete with a full bath and simple kitchen. We lived in this tiny building while the Cape was under construction for three hard years.
The back door was more beautiful than the front one to me.

Newly planted shrubs show the cape was barely finished. 
 
Jack with his little black cat Cleo, for 14 years his faithful shadow.

 
An old wagon out in front

2 comments:

  1. So fun to see! We have over two feet of snow on the ground right now and below 0 wind chill. I've been out to my studio to get a fire started in the wood stove, and now I'm back inside, catching up on some of my favorite blogs <3 while I wait for the studio to warm up.

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