Every magazine has those subscription cards bound into them. I find them annoying, and I usually tear them out as soon as I can. Fine Gardening used to be different, though. Their bound-in subscription cards used to have a perforation close to the binding, so that they could be cleanly torn out. Not only that, but they always had a pretty picture between that perforation and the one for the cards themselves. The end result was that, if you tore carefully across both perforations, you would wind up with a nice looking bookmark that you could use to mark your place in the magazine and whatever you read after that. But no longer. It’s a small thing, I know. All right, in the scheme of things, it’s teensy, miniscule even. But I always got a little fillip of pleasure at being able to scavenge a halfway decent bookmark out of an annoying every day situation, and now I experience a bit of disappointment every time I see the aggravating card won’t come out cleanly. What can I say? Simple minds have simple pleasures. Or had them.
When dealing with frost it is always best to be paranoid. In the spring never think it is too late for one more frost to come. And in the fall never think it too early.
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