Saturday, May 12, 2018

Mothers Day

For Mothers Day, his Lordship got me something every mother needs.  Yes it is a cauldron.  I love this authentic iron monster of a thing that, come Halloween, will adorn the haunt.  Until then, I will use it as a planter.




Saturday, May 5, 2018

The Historic Wolf Hotel

     Recently, a pal and I went to Kansas to take in shorebird migration.  While there, we stayed at the historic Wolf Hotel in Ellinwood.
     Ellinwood boomed in the late 1800's as a railroad town.  It hosts a bizarre underground tunnel system that housed bars, whore houses, a barbershop, and a blacksmith shop.  Places where  men could practice their vices while the Christian town above appeared pious.  Now who does that remind you of?
     But politics aside, the Wolf is a cool hotel with a history of haunting.  I have to say personally, I saw no ghosts while there.  We did have lots of loud trains pass through at all hours of the night and a tornado siren go off at 3:15 which called the volunteer fire department.  I would recommend earplugs if you visit, as this small town is noisier than most big cities.
     The hotel has a great historic ambiance.  The tunnels underneath host a modern day bar that is open on the weekends.  It was damp and moldy and I would advise that those with breathing issues stay far, far away as black mold is sure to be present.  But they had an eerie magic and are definitely worth a visit for those with good lungs.
     The owner Chris said paranormal investigators spend a lot of time checking the place out.  Here are some pictures (my friend took) of the Wolf.
Our fine sleeping quarters - the Victorian room.

The shared parlor

This is Miss Sally.  She gave me the creeps in her mourning attire.

That's a proper Kansas thunderstorm in the background.  We even had a tornado warning.



Thursday, April 26, 2018

An Old Restaurant Full of Hidden Treasure

His Lordship and I have volunteered to help clean out the Tajin Alami Restaurant as a fundraiser. It was a  Moroccan restaurant up until a year ago when the city of Manitou Springs purchased it as a historical structure.

Built in the 1890's, the building became the Hiawatha Gardens Dance Hall in 1921. 

Most recently it was the Tajin Alami Moroccan Restaurant.  When the Tajin moved on, they left a lot of junk behind.  His Lordship and I have spent countless hours shifting old moldy stuff, scrubbing the daylights out of it, and selling it.  All proceeds are being put toward the Manitou Spring Heritage Center.

We have sold thousands of pieces of china and lots of glassware.

The job is not without perks, however, as I get first dibs on cool stuff for the haunt.  Look at these awesome lanterns.  They were light fixtures.





Friday, April 20, 2018

Some fun from Southern Colorado

Recently while passing through Monte Vista Colorado, His Lordship and I happened upon my dream home.  Can't you just imagine this as the new haunted parlor? 
We also discovered a publisher with an amazing collection of Halloween bobble heads in the window.  For some reason they were all dancing - drafty or possessed?  The owl was my favorite as it opened and closed its eyes and flapped its wings.



Friday, March 16, 2018

Crafting today

Having some fun printing skulls on old newspapers - have to head to the thrift store to see what kind of vintage frames I can get.

Monday, March 12, 2018

Free at Last

This poor little creature fell into our window well last week.  We were sleeping in the basement and we heard it fall in.  
His Lordship snuck outside the next day and installed some ramps to help it get out.
But unfortunately skunks are about as good at problem solving as the 45th president of the US.  Thus, when I returned from being away for 3 days, it was still there. So yesterday, I lowered a milk crate down on a rope and tied it off on the fence so it would not tip over. Last night the skunk managed to use to milk crate to reach the top and escape.

Run free little skunk and may your days be long.

Just finished stapling chicken over the window well so this will never happen again.