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&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I think we&#039;re in for a rough winter,&amp;quot; Justin said. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;We stood there on a grassy slope, late that October afternoon, he and I,&lt;br /&gt;
overlooking a farm which had been harvested very nearly bare. I looked up at&lt;br /&gt;
him and grinned. &amp;quot;Been reading the &lt;i&gt;Old Farmer&#039;s Almanac&lt;/i&gt;, have&lt;br /&gt;
we?&amp;quot; I asked. &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;He smiled and shook his head. &amp;quot;Not exactly,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;But I &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
been applying some of its principles. Mark my words, Jonathan.&amp;quot; He nodded&lt;br /&gt;
down at the ragged farm. &amp;quot;The snow is going to come early--and hard. I&lt;br /&gt;
just hope we&#039;re ready.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;
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 <dc:creator>Simon</dc:creator>
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