The Farmers’ Almanac, an entertaining annual (and calendar) containing such information as weather forecasts, planting advice, folklore, astronomy, and general advice, will cease publication as of next year. It was the oldest continuously published periodical in North America. I frequently bought their calendars, which were beautifully designed and chock-full of interesting tid-bits. The editors posted, “After more than 200 years of sharing a unique blend of weather, wit and wisdom, we’ve made the very difficult decision to write the final chapter of this historical publication . . . So go ahead—plant your peas when the daffodils bloom. Watch for a red sky at night. Tell the kids how granddad always swore by the Almanac. That’s how our story stays alive.” Again, I hate this stupid century.
