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Old Farmer's Almanac

Old Farmer’s Almanac - Goes on sale 9/8/16 Sitting, witch like, around a cast iron stove wood crackling as they confer… Old Farmers digging through the soil of time gathering the harvest of experience stirring the simmering success of the years. Codifying the coincidences highlighting the absurdities poking fun at the pundits trusting the thickness of the squirrels tale to estimate the intent of the coming winter. Prognosticators sifting the ashes of long cold fires, seers seeking wisdom within the knowledge of their touch, within the history of their hands, filtered through their simple trust one in another offering guidance, breadcrumbs to be followed a passion preserved a love passed on. John G. Lawless 9/5/2015

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