Those little slips that aren't really lists

But they float around and they should be on a list or in some way disposed of, whether by being pitched into the trash or saved somewhere, just so long as those little scraps will disappear. There's seems to be a bit of time for mini-chores like that today. So I checked some of those genealogical sites and have found that, in the little cemetery that contains to many relatives from so many generations, next door to one of the farms, all the gravestones have been photographed and had their carvings transcribed. Checking that cemetery for an on-line presence is crossed off; now I want to download the pictures and transcriptions that I don't already have. I remember when the grass there used to be taken down with a scythe by a man already over 80 years of age.