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

Monday, January 27, 2014

Thoughts on being 83

Mostly I have been sewing for my dollies this week. It is cold for our area, and I am going in and out covering and uncovering my winter garden.
I am grateful to God for having had a better year and my birthday wish is for another in good health also.  This assessment is relative, old age is not for sissies!  I feel very fortunate to have so much family close by and in my daily life.  I am trying hard to accept the loss of my sweetheart,  understanding that we are part of nature and winter comes. 

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