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
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Today's progress.
Gary and Jack hung the pole for the baskets this morning. The house is sleekly modern, with lots of interesting up-high spaces to use. The ship weathervane shows from the kitchen as well as the main room.
A group of 4 fine men are framing in our back porch to make it a room with windows all the way around. I see it as a place of pot plants and comfy chairs to watch the birds at the feeders. E