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, March 5, 2011

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Fun to see a painting of a cat and a child I had done 30 years ago, hanging with such a lovely collection of true antiques.

Book, Rugs for My Red Cape

It has been a heartwarming experience to connect with so many people and make many new friends by self publishing my rug book. It was with fear and trepidation and many thousands of dollars that Jack and I had 4000 copies printed and set out to sell and distribute them ourselves. It worked beyond what one might have expected. We did not start off smart enough to print labels on our computer and did not figure out how to have the post office pick up the packages, we trudged off with a dolly loaded with home wrapped packages and made a many a trip those first years! The books are now out of print, which just means we will not reprint them in hard copy and mail them to people. Our remaining last last box full is held for growing grand children or other needs here.

I am humbly pleased to say that there are still inquiries for copies of "Rugs for My Red Cape" so I am excited about the idea of publishing it in a new form... Some services offer the customer either downloads to a reader like Kindle or ipad or print on demand. That would be nice for my rug hookers. This is something whose time has come now. I have been watching it out of the corners of my eyes for a while, now it is feasible I believe. So sometime over the coming summer I hope to post the link here for a new edition of the book, in a very inexpensive and widely accessible form. The photographs are even prettier on an electronic screen than in the hard copy book. Wish me luck in this new venture! Edyth

Saturday, February 26, 2011

musings

I need a hearing aid, I really really do NEED a hearing aid, and I know this. So resolutely I went to a nearby hearing center to learn about them. After a few minutes I dared to ask how much? $7000 was the unblinking answer. I looked at the woman and wanted to say, do I look crazy enough to spend that on a hearing aid? $7000 would on a good day, buy an izannah Walker doll! ( $7000 will not buy a very good one.) On the other hand the lady facing me would have thought me crazy indeed to spend that on a worn out rag doll!

Thank all of you for your comments on this!! (added March 5th) Edyth

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Recent aquisitions


Our friend Eula has moved again and downsized, Here is the pewter we purchased from her, we will have some of it for sale here later and on ebay or Ruby Lane I expect. I kept that hen although she has had a hard life! Eula had had it a very long time and loved it dearly. The clay the hen is made of is a red clay. the piece is English. There is plenty of English red ware to be found in collections, and some spaniels are red clay, but I have not had another hen of it. A bright pretty day here, but we are dry, dry. E



Dear Martha, look where the dolls are using the precious rug you made for them! Thank you and Lanie for all the ways you have added to my doll family and their accessories. Isn't this just a smashing little stove! It is a Buck's Junior number 2, and is a big thing, weighing about 40 lbs! The fabulous little copper pans are by Marklin, about 1900. Hope you can come visit soon, lets try for March. Warmly, E

Saturday, February 5, 2011

Sometimes I walk there...











We thank Rosie for most of the pictures posted today...Remember to always click the photos on this blog to enlarge them.

The old Kitchen became our dining room...





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