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

Monday, February 9, 2015

Thank you to Early American Life Magazine


For a generous, beautiful, flattering article celebrating our more than 35 year association.   Thanks to Tess and Jeanmarie and Kirk and Linda and all who worked to include my humble nest in the April 2015 issue.  When Jeanmarie said they wanted to "do" this house I asked are you sure?  Her reply went something like this: "So many collectors are hitting the same issue of downsizing and a lot of readers will be interested to see how you have done it."  I do not remember the words exactly, but the meaning is there. 

I am grateful to have around me a collection that tells the story of our years together when Jack and I had great adventures with a small out of the way antique shop for thirty years.  The friendships made and the wild tales of great finds shared are all part of the story.   e

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