This was sent to me by my mom, courtesy of her very own Dancing Leaf Farm. She apparently had just finished dyeing wool in the farmhouse’s basement dye kitchen. When she returned to find out why the dogs were acting queer, she found a turkey vulture nervously flapping in the corner. Eventually, my older brother Aramin was brought in to evict the foul fowl.

Barnesville, Maryland: Where the Redneck Comes to You!