I'm feeling a little scattered these days. Could be the breezy Fall weather - a wonderful sight after three long years in Sicily's arid climate. Instead of olive and blood orange trees, I'm gazing out of my kitchen window appreciating our collection of hardwoods. Leaves are everywhere, and the piles are only going to get bigger. I am treasuring every last one. My research brain is also a bit scattered. A little genetic genealogy over here...a little "other people's genealogy" over there. Most of this is flat-out procrastination from dealing with the pile of photos I need to archive and the folder of newly-located probate records to transcribe. There's also that little thing of needing to manage my household. Oh, and clean. And feed children :). In the meantime, I stumbled upon a snippet from the Reading Times (A Web Footed Chicken (1890, August 4). The Reading Times , p. 1. Retrieved from www.newspapers.com)). Sar...