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Heavy fog obscured normal navigational land marks for this neighbor from the golf course wetlands; not far from the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was still disoriented from last night’s attack by bullies from the Raccoon Dance Group. They chatted until the fog lifted and the venerable sage could compose himself and offer coherent directions.
The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa held their annual championship golf tournament every year about this time. The heavy hitters lead Saturday’s group. First to tee off, seen upper left, is Blackie Red Wing, next is Speckie Star and lastly seen lower right is Cowboy Brownie. Not seen is the vast field of spectators. the Face of Everyman was nearly overwhelmed sponsoring such a large popular event.
Duffer and Mulligan came from the Municipal Golf Course marsh to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa on the pretext of looking for orange golf balls. Their hopes for a creating a tournament golf course in this magical land were dashed when the Face of Everyman assured them that two such courses already existed; one designed by Arnold Palmer and, of course, the crown jewel of the Pacific Flyway, St. Andy, designed by Old Tom Morris.
Reginald lived some distance from the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. His home was among marsh cattails at a posh water hazard on the municipal golf course. His days were filled with Golf and dining on succulent dragonflies. the Face of Everyman was more than curious how he had found this magical kingdom. When asked, Reginald muttered something about gusty winds and strong drink.
Patches dropped by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to pay his regards to the Face of Everyman. More to the point he wanted the venerable sage to know that he, Patches, would be the one singing the characteristic song establishing his territory hereabouts. As soon as a bride has chosen him, she’d build the nest and he’d be free to have a couple of beers with Everyman and do guy talk.
https://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Red-winged_Blackbird/overview