Lately Will and I have developed a bad habit of having a quick FHE at ten in the evening before we zonk off in bed. This last Monday, I was so tired that I opted to have FHE directly in bed. We broke out my old pocket hymnal for the opening song. Lo and behold, a song was already bookmarked for us--the bookmark was a smashed mosquito--remnants of Badger Firesides. Not quite as picturesque as pressed flowers, but who can really forget the mosquitos? It's pretty disgusting when you can catch them within the pages of your hymnbook.