Source: Ashlie D. Stevens, SALON, 3/24/20


On a hazy gray morning in November, Evan Chender — tailed by his two sweatered dachshunds, Maple and Lyle — does a lap around his farm. Located about 15 minutes outside of Asheville, N.C., it's an acre and a half bound by mountains and fog. There's no snow on the ground yet, but there is an impending cold front, so white, protective tents dot the property. 

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