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  • Stories & Memoir

    The Day Grandma Swore Off Eggs

    EGA Editor / May 21, 2026

    There are people who decide to raise chickens because they have carefully researched sustainable agriculture, nutrient cycles, and homesteading traditions. And then there are people like us. On what had once been part…

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  • Nature & Animals

    The Case of the Disappearing Grill Cover

    EGA Editor / January 3, 2026

    It was a still morning on our deck—too still. Not a leaf stirred, not a breeze rustled. Which is why it was a shock to see our black grill cover inching its way…

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  • Nature & Animals

    Skunks 101 for Naturalists

    EGA Editor / August 7, 2025

    And Others with Working Noses Let’s face it: few mammals have inspired more sudden changes of direction, tomato juice baths, or midnight dog disasters than the humble skunk. But behind that odorous reputation…

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  • Nature & Animals

    Buzzards on the Deck – A Fowl Situation

    EGA Editor / July 15, 2025

    A flock of buzzards turned our peaceful vineyard into their own personal sunning spa and restroom. From barf to barn takeovers, here's the true story of how we accidentally became vulture landlords.

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  • Fiction & Poetry

    By the Quiet Stream

    EGA Editor / June 25, 2025

    Beneath the sky of tender hue,Where grasses green and clover grew,Two gentle kine in silence stay,And drink the peace at close of day. The brooklet murmurs soft and low,Its silver threads through sedges…

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    The Heron Who Thought he was Grand

    EGA Editor / June 19, 2025

    In a fern-fringed bog near a trickling stream,Where the cattails danced in an artist’s dream,Lived a heron so tall with a neck so proud,He’d bow to his shadow and wink at a cloud.…

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