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.
~Edyth O’Neill
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Too soon old, too late smart.....
I sat with Jack one evening lately and remarked on the swift pasage of time.. it is amazing how fast the time seems to stream by. He looked thoughtful for a moment and said "It works like a fishing reel, as you get nearer to the end of the line, the reel has to turn faster and faster to put out the same amount of string." I live with a most interesting man. E
