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

Saturday, December 7, 2024

An Early Overshot Coverlet Still Serving

 

Years ago, Jack and I were looking over an unpromising local garage sale in an older dirt floored garage. Nothing at all seemed of interest there, till I saw in the dirt floor, the unmistakable pattern of an overshot coverlet, just about the color of dust. I picked up the partly folded old thing and asked how much and took it home for $2. A shake and then a bath in a washer on cool followed by drying in the fresh open air showed a very old textile that has seen close to 200 years of service I judge.   The edges have been hemmed on a machine, with a deeper hem at top and bottom, consistent with use as a drapery at some point. The natural linen weft is still sturdy, the woolen warp is very worn and faded to a lovely rosy color, perhaps the dye was cochineal. Three panels instead of the usual two, show it is truly hand woven without the assistance of a “flying shuttle”. 

Out of a number of coverlets to choose among, this one pleases me most under the Christmas tree and has been used that way every year since we found it.  The faded pink/red sets off the tree and old toys nicely.   This year there are two small trees, one on the floor and one on a table, and I wanted the coverlet both places. I sat for hours undoing the stitches to separate one of the three 26 inch wide panels.  I have had lots of practice “unstitching” old raggedy quilts and such to salvage early fabrics. but this one had the strongest thread and was back stitched all the way!    If, in the future, someone wishes to remove the machine stitched hems and return the coverlet to its three panel self, that can be done simply by resewing one long hand done seam.   I think of the weaver of this beautiful old textile, He or she could not have imagined the coverlet would still be relevant 200 years later.




The books belonged to my father when he was a boy.







The artificial greenery misses the usual addition of beautiful fresh magnolia leaves from my yard. Our part of Texas is deep in drought.








The goose, weathered and patched, was once a working decoy.  I would love to know his maker.

The 8ft table Jack made remains the heart of the home.

Some things change, I do not decorate as much as formerly, when I had feather trees full of antique ornaments galore.  Diminished energy and the inconvenience of being tethered to an oxygen line are reality for me. But the sweet celebration of Christmas is as full of meaning as ever. If I could not decorate at all, the essence of the season could still be found in Andrea Bocelli and Mary Blige singing "What Child is This"       Christmas love to each of you who read here.    e

 

Friday, June 28, 2024

A beautiful Easter Sunday in the country. Changes happening.

 Easter was a sweet day with great grandchildren and easter eggs and a picnic lunch. We celebrated a  lovely new family addition, a Thoroughbred mare named Nala, a sweet and smart new ride for Bailey.   A fence between Nala and the already resident mare Dark Spirit,  helps keep the peace as they get used to one another.   






the horses are kept by the house like pet dogs. They come up on the porch and look in if breakfast is late.





I live vicariously in these happy children.  This one is a great little artist!

Dark Spirit checks out the picnic.  


 Not hard to catch!

Nala loves to be loved on.  


Older kids were easily persuaded to hunt eggs as some contained money.    

Macy can rope a little and nine year old Ramsey is learning.  The next week for her  birthday, Bailey received a calf roping dummy for practice which will entertain her two younger sisters.  e


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