Philomena arrived before sun up to discover the carnage done by those raccoons, the Bergdorf twins. Cabana huts tossed on their sides, the Face of Everyman askew and the life giving font, the Spring of Eternal Giving twisted to the side. Life in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was on the decline.

Buck Moon

Vermundo stopped by the battle wound dressing clinic in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Here wounds were cleaned and ointment applied. As it was the time of the Buck Moon it meant also that antlers were fully grown; an excellent time for the Face of Everyman to take photos and start a dossier on each Buck.


The 3rd quarter budget planning session was turning contentious when the Face of Everyman asked for an increase in the line item for feeding feral pigeons. He produced this unedited photo that showed an increase in population. Heretofore there had been only five or six freeloaders but now, clearly ten. Ipso facto . . .

Softened Fruit

Mandrake wasn’t having much luck with softening the green cherry fruit from the heritage tree near the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman tried to explain that Mandrake should use the shallow waters of the wading pool. The next super low tide would be tomorrow; he might return then and look for his softened fruit.


The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa is home to many lost treasures. While the gang was out foraging Louis was sure that he had found something valuable. “Psst.” He said in sotto voce so as to not awaken the Face of Everyman. “I think I’ve found something.” Of course it turned out to be nothing of value.


The extreme European sport of Parkour was making modest inroads into the fabric of the young folks at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman thought it silly to try to jump to high places when, in fact, you could just fly. Many young folks relied upon Frisbee throwing for outdoor entertainment.


The Kindly ol’ pensioner always has an interest in new visitors to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Seen above is Ginger making her first social call on the Face of Everyman. A cat of her description has not been seen here abouts for years. The venerable sage was caught a bit off guard by her presence. He forgot to offer tea and biscuits.


Bizwalt had joined 4-H. His project was a demonstration kitchen garden. The corn was coming up and other grasses were evident. One day, much to his dismay, the Golf Club maintenance crew began a general clean up of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa public grounds. the Face of Everyman tried to commiserate but the youngster was beyond grief.

Talk Therapy

Mid-way through the breeding season marriage counseling became big business for the Face of Everyman. This was the third session for Rocky and Chantilly and they were no closer to agreement than on their first visit to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Mental Health Clinic. Some how the venerable sage talked them into one more session before the inevitable.

Fire Water

After three pieces of fermented corn Uncle Festus became the life of the party. Kernels left from last night’s events quickly became potent fire water after soaking in the warm waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. These scenes often embarrassed the Face of Everyman but some passed out birds were too big to move. A myriad of selfies began popping up on social media. What to do? What to do?