Gorgeous day here in central Kentucky, the air ripe with the smell of a truckload of compost we just tilled into the garden.
I've got poultry on my mind, with the McMurray Hatchery catalog open on the table in front of me. Made me feel like sharing this classic from the East Village Scene BITD BMFEU (back in the day, before money fucked everything up).
My kids love to dance to it, and it just makes me smile. God bless Cibo Matto.
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