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
Tuesday, September 22, 2015
My New Stove
When Jackie and I moved from our big house to this little garden home I was reluctant to leave my good cook stove to be sold with the house. Jack said we will buy you a fine new one, lets not move this. So it came to pass that I had a top of the line beautiful range which offered a choice of conventional or convection cooking. Mind you I am a reasonably savvy tech consumer. After three years of throwing out pies and pumpkin bread and getting along with just the micro and letting my daughter roast meats at her house, I have purchased a simple one and am so happy with it. I came across this seasonal picture the other day and here I am, long gray locks and all. Simple is often better! e
