Mrs. Teabody Greets the Day

Good Morning, Gentle Reader.  'twas quite a snuggly night last night, and the Teabodys are ever so appreciative of their restored electrical power, having been denied its comfort and joy for sixteen hours  because of Sandy . As usual, Mrs. Teabody has risen a bit before the rosy-fingered dawn, and this brisk Hallowe'en  requires that one don both socks and a robe.  Do bundle up! According to Mr. Wikipedia, the word Hallowe'en was first used in the 16th century and represents a Scottish variant of the fuller All Hallows' Even ('evening'), that is, the night before All Hallows' Day. Hallowe'en is also thought to have been influenced by the Christian holy days of All Saints' Day (also known as All Hallows, Hallowmas or Hallowtide) on November 1 and All Souls' Day on November 2. By the end of the 12th century they had become holy days of obligation across Europe and involved such traditions as ringing bells for the souls in purgatory. "Souling...

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.  ~Albert Camus Bbbbbuuuuurrrrrr, Gentle Reader. Today promises to be a proper fall day, do you not agree? A crescent moon hangs silver in an ebony sky just outside Mrs. Teabody's window, and everywhere inside Mrs. Teabody can see "tender" green plants large and small which the  pajama-clad Teabodys bore indoors some time after nine last night after seeing a crawler on the television predicting morning temperatures in the 20's. Mon Dieu! Lose the Volkswagen-sized ferns? Noooooooo! Sacrifice the ancient rhododendron or dracena to Jack Frost's withering touch? No. No. No. Mrs. Teabody strongly suspects small life forms will begin to emerge from each and every one of these rescued plants at daybreak. Spiders mostly. Shudder. The plants, however, have been saved. Mrs. Teabody is enjoying a nice cuppa Bombay chai which is a perfect compliment to a crisp and promise-crammed fall morning. Mrs. Teabody loves thi...