Day 9: Nine Ladies Dancing

Day 9: Nine Ladies Dancing

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman I am not a dancer, but then, I have a lot of issues. I have clumsy feet, a tin ear, a non-working sniffer, not to mention being directionally challenged, but yesterday I danced. Here’s what happened. Cowboy and I decided to finish...
Day 8: 8 Maids A-milking

Day 8: 8 Maids A-milking

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman and Cowboy Bob For the past seven days, I’ve been shuffling birds, all kinds of birds, trying to figure out what to do with them. Getting rid of four dozen, more or less, fine feathered friends, can take its toll on you, but...
Seventh day of Christmas, Seven Swans a-swimming

Seventh day of Christmas, Seven Swans a-swimming

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman Swans are big, water-based birds, nearly five feet long, and at first glance, graceful, loving (they mate for life, unless they get a divorce, apparently because of lack of childbearing ability, i.e. sterility), so says Dr. Google....
The Sixth Day of Christmas, Six Geese a-laying

The Sixth Day of Christmas, Six Geese a-laying

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman When I think of geese, I think of “V” formations above me, flying south for the winter or north for the summer. But I also think of nasty, green goose poop on the ground below me. Geese are usually in groups, (gaggles they are...
On the Fifth Day of Christmas

On the Fifth Day of Christmas

Wrinkly Bits A Blog by Gail Cushman, with an excerpt by Cowboy Five golden rings!  It’s about time! Well, that’s the best gift ever, regardless of whether it is in Germany, England, or Columbus, Montana. What girl can’t use a few more rings, especially golden...