Episode Thirty-five of Lilith's Escape

                                                     

Edward walked over to where Lilith was sitting on the floor and picked up the broken glass. He grabbed a towel and began to wipe up the spilt milk. After the task was done, he knelt before Lilith who still held the cat on her lap and said, “When I found myself back in my own bedroom, I thought that I had dreamt up the last few days.”

“Did you think me a dream or a nightmare,” she asked. The smile on her lips hinted at her playful mood.

                                                                         

“Both, but...” Edward leaned in and kissed her. “I don't care.”

                                                                        

“That may change,” she replied, her smile fading.

“Where do we go now?” Edward asked as he helped her to her feet.

“Get your affairs in order. We"ll be using the car, going forward in time and attacking them in their own backyard.”

                                                                                                                                     

“Won’t they be expecting you to do just that? Won’t they be waiting?” Edward asked.

“Maybe, but I have friends that they don’t know about,” Lilith countered.

“Anyone I know?” he asked.

“I’ll return in a few hours,” she replied, ignoring his question. She kissed him gently on the lips and then vanished into thin air.

                                                                     

Edward left a note for the cleaning lady about her duties while he was away, including the care of his cat. Along with the note, he also left several hundred dollars on the kitchen table.

                                                             
He then called his friend, to tell him about the last few days.

                                                                 

“Be careful mate and come back alive,” James said to Edward.

“You too, mouse and remember that only a head shot will kill them,” Edward instructed before ending the call.

                                                         

He showered, dressed and loaded the two guns that he was bringing with him, a German luger and a Browning.

                                                              
While he waited for her, he glanced out the window and watched the hustle and bustle below as people rushed off to work and mothers walked their young children to school.
"I'll do my best to stop them," he promised no one in particular, but he was thinking of future generations.
When the car pulled up to the curb, he headed down the stairs and towards a waiting apocalypse. 

                                                              

A Special Way to Celebrate an Anniversary

                                                                          

My husband and I just celebrated our Anniversary this past week. Thirty-three years and we’re still talking to each other. Only kiddingJ

                                                                               

We wanted to do something special and because the weather was cooler, we headed to one of our favorite spots, Palmyra Cove.

Palmyra Cove Nature Park is 250 acres of sanctuary for migrating birds and other species in a highly developed area near to the Delaware River. They have a great education program and offer opportunities to volunteer or become a member. Make sure you check this gem out and go visit.

                                                                         

My husband and I picked a trail on the map supplied by the main office and away we went. Our trail sometimes took us close to the river and then back towards the woods.

We saw many deer, but they were always a little too far for us to get a clear shot.

                                                                       

When we saw this fellow, I began to sing a song, don’t know why for sure. I think I was trying to let the deer know we meant no harm.

                                                                
You can see that the animal unlike the rest of my family, doesn’t mind my singing and actually stayed long enough for me to finish my song and get this shot.

                                                                            

We came upon some wild turkeys as we were heading back to the Park Center and my husband asked, “Are you going to sing to them too?”

                                                                          

Don’t laugh, I did and guess what? They must have liked my singing too because more turkeys arrived.

                                                                        

After walking at the Cove for two hours we were ready for dinner at one of our favorite restaurants.

Gators, Ghost Taxi and a Cemetery Show

 

                                                                 

My husband is always ordering things from the catalog for our pond. I was busy with cleaning and food shopping and at one point wanted to take a break out back. My cup of tea in hand, I open the sliding door to enter the yard and freeze. We get a lot of wildlife visiting our pond, frogs, ducks, cranes, but this animal I was not expecting.

                                                                      

“Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you that I ordered this for the pond,” he says after I let out a scream of terror.

The gator grows on me and now I watch for the surprised expressions when one of my neighbors stops by for a visit.

                                                                          

                                            My husband has this on his car.

                                                                                                                                             

Even though he doesn’t share my love of ghost hunting, he readily drives my friends and me to the different cemeteries. He seems way too happy to do this. Is he hoping that we get abducted by spirits? Nah… he’s just happy that I’m not dragging him on these trips with me.

                                                                        

On Friday, September 21, our little group of ghost hunters went to the Laurel Hill Cemetery to watch a Graveyard Cabaret called “No Rest for the Wicked”

                                                                           

What an amazing show. Conceived and created by Rev’s Co-Artistic Directors, Rudy Caporaso and Rosey Hay.

                                            Here I am with Rudy and friend.

                                                                                                                           

            My friends and I sat with the other visitors among the gravestones

                                                             

             We all enjoyed the music and songs as the three actors told of their journey between life and death.

                                                                                 

A special hello to Alexis Jeffcoat, staff member who always makes our visits a pleasure.

Check out the Laurel Hill Cemetery Schedule to see what events are coming up.  

Episode Thirty-four of Lilith's Escape

 

                                                                           

 

He awoke to someone licking his face…someone with a fishy breath. Opening his eyes, Edward was shocked and somewhat disoriented, to say the least, to find his cat on his chest. “What the bloody hell is going on?”

He sat up so quickly that Lizzie let out a hiss and jumped off the bed. Lifting her tail high, she sauntered from the room. He was back home and in his bed. How?

                                                            
Were the events of the past few days just a dream? A bad dream caused by the hit men running the taxi off the road?

                                                                
 “But it seemed so real…she seemed so…he remembered the feel of her skin… “Lilith,” he muttered to himself.

                                                                         

He climbed out of bed and pulled on a pair of shorts and that’s when he noticed the blood spots that were still on the rug. Someone had tried to clean up the blood, probably the cleaning lady. So the attack by the zombie was real, but…where was she. His heart sank in his chest. He had fallen in love with this woman, but he was afraid that she had left him behind, after all.

The sound of breaking glass pulled him back to the present and he grabbed his gun from the bedside table. He wondered if it was another zombie attack as he inched his way towards the kitchen.

                                                                 
 He held the gun tightly in his hand and entered the room. It took a few seconds for the scene before him to register on his mind, but when it did, he began to laugh.

                                                                        

“I’m not sure if this is what the little beast needs, but I made quite a mess for you,” Lilith said. She was sitting on the kitchen floor near the puddle of spilt milk which flowed from the broken bottle. Lizzie sat in her lap licking her milk covered paw.

                                                             

Dorian's Parlor and Steampunk Works Fashion Show

                                                                

I have so much to tell you, dear readers. I had the best time attending Dorian’s Parlor on Saturday night.

As always, Gil Cnaan and his staff put together one of the best kept secrets held in the city of Philadelphia. What secret do I speak of?

                                                                                                                                                 

Dear lovelies, it’s all about the world of Steampunk, yes I’ve written about this event before and I’m encouraging you to attend the next affair.

                                                                             

This time around, I was asked by the owners of Steampunk Works to model one of their creations and to be part of the fashion show.

                                                                                                                       

                                          Lady Eleeza and Commander Cobert

                                                           
                                picked out this outfit for me to wear. I love it, don’t you?

                                                                        

We arrived early at the Doubletree Hotel located at 237 South Broad Street where we met with the models. For the next few hours that little conference room was as busy as a beehive.

                                                                                                                 
 The models, who were the most amazingly friendly and helpful people I have ever met, studied their scripts and prepared for the fashion show. I’m not too sure of everyone’s name and was only able to find some of the photos. If you were one of the models, please send me your name.

                                       This young lady played the mad patient at the circus
                   

                                                          This young lady became the

                                                         Gothic Ballerina                                                                       
                                                                  

I felt like I was on the set of Project Runway as Lady Eleeza and Commander Cobert worked like magicians

                                                              
                        pulling from their collection of Steampunk clothing and accessories

                                                              
                      everything they needed to create the Circus theme fashion show.

                                                                           

The talented people who did the makeup and hair styles worked feverishly to do their own type of magic.

                                                                                                                      
 I watched as they miraculously changed the very appearance of each model so that the girls became the character that they were to play on stage. 

                                                                            

I, my dear readers had a bit part on the show. I was the Steampunk granny who was entertained by beautifully dressed circus performers.

 

                                                                                                                                                                       

 

                                                               
             Steampunk is becoming more popular, not only for young adults, but for people my age.

I’ll let everyone know when the next event is so that you can join me for a night of wonderful music, dancing, stage acts and fashion shows. I’ll be there with my friends in all our Steampunk finery.

                                                  Just ask for Steampunk Granny