Mrs. Teabody Greets the Day

  So keep repeating it's the berries,  The strongest oak must fall,  The sweet things in life, to you were just loaned  So how can you lose what you've never owned?  Life is just a bowl of cherries,  So live and laugh at it all. ~ George Gershwin Good Morning from Meadow Grounds Mountain where each  successive 5:00 A.M. is fractionally darker than the day before, and  all too soon that December day will arrive when there is considerably more pajama time than fancy dress time in the allotted twenty-four. Sigh. Unlike Mr. Teabody who lapses into his frowniest visage of the year during these darkening days, Mrs. Teabody feels a renewal of energy, a rejuvenation of spirits, a desire to make and  execute  PLANS. A few weeks back as Mrs. Teabody made plans for FFFF -- the festival that puts more feet on the beloved  soil of Fulton County over two days than all other days of the year combined -- she decided to enlist the help of her friend Betsy to make the ant

Good Evening, Gentle Reader from the gloriously autumnal mountain where Mrs. Teabody can finally announce with some degree of hopefulness, October is here . Not everyone is in love with these whirling winds, leaden skies, cooler temperatures and the accompanying shivers, but there are many marvelous things about autumn, not the least of which is that beautiful garbage of Nature—autumn leaves. Poets rhapsodize about this colorful death. The French invented the song “Les feu Mesmortes” which became “Autumn Leaves” first made popular in the United States by Andy Williams who at the height of his popularity could have sung the Affordable Care Act and had everyone happily humming along. At the end of this little message you will find links to five very different covers and Mrs. Teabody hopes you will find one of them to your liking. Turns out this October standard has been covered by literally almost everyone who is anyone—everyone from Dolly Parton to Ferrante and Teicher