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Mar 29, 2024 08:51

Chickens. This morning I noticed that Dorothy wasn't feeling well. Standing hunched up and not eating. She's the one that gets picked on the most. She is the nicest, tamest, friendliest chicken. It just makes me sad.



Taking pictures makes me happy. Or something like that. It's something positive. It's distracting. Something I can work with. I can positively affect the outcome. I can't control the outcome of Dorothy much.

We, or maybe just I, will go to pick up the taxes in Titusville today. We owe about $800. On the way back I'm going to stop at Walmart and pick up the extra things that I need for making Easter Sunday dinner. I'm making waldorf salad, three bean salad, deviled eggs, mashed potatoes, mushroom gravy, Dave is making ham loaf, Jules is making vegan turkey cutlets and apple pie. Cleaning needs done. I'll do cleaning today and cooking and food prep tomorrow and Sunday. I need to drive to Pittsburgh to pick up Hazel Sunday morning so I want to get as much as possible done before Sunday.

photography, dorothy, sad, easter

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