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
Sunday, September 22, 2013
Sunday dawned with a downpour
To my great sorrow the flea market was rained out. I invited Cathy for blueberry pie early, then did chores about my little house. Peggy picked me up for a trip to the Wenham museum where we enjoyed really studying the doll collection. We stopped at another apple farm and I bought a pie to take to Cathy's Sunday night supper where about 14 of us ate at a great table together. I spent a quiet evening. The guest house is really spacious and has flowers at the doorway. Clover the family dog, is getting to be even more my friend, e
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- Sunday morning
- Country antique show
- Sailing in Gloucester Harbor
- Studying the Linen Head dolls
- Antiqueing in NH
- a Doll's Tea Party in Rockport
- A Dollmaker's Studio
- Sunday dawned with a downpour
- a quiet day in an unforgettable setting.
- Old Homes of New England page 110 !
- Painting in plein air with a picnic
- Wednesday on the cape
- Massachusetts beautiful
- A sweet day here with friends
- A wonderful early house in Virginia.
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