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 loved 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. 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, March 23, 2012

Changes happen.

It looks like I may have to move house. We are in a nice large two story
one, and husband’s bedroom is on the second floor. He is up a lot at night and
I snore terribly, so we keep separate sleeping rooms. Now the stairs are an
issue for us both. We do not want to move. A horrible prospect with all the
stuff we have packed in here! I don’t know just when, but I see it coming.
We have collections of collections.

Thanks to Debbie for buying most of the rug wool, and to a number of you
who are helping reduce the size of my doll family. The next house is 1000 sq feet smaller. Oh My!

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