At last, a little color was showing up at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was beginning to worry; the season was off to a slow start; bookings were down.
Color
Help?
The new guest to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa reminded the Face of Everyman that the suet feeders were out of stock. Did he need help filling them?
Early Nesters
The guidebook said that the Males should be here by now. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was a little off of the Pacific Flyway, but not that hard to find. the Face of Everyman suggested that the Ladies look behind them.
Gig?
POGO wanted to sign up for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa’s annual May Day parade. the Face of Everyman reminded him that this was a day-time gig; and was he prepared for it?
Repose
Action
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A rare shot of the most common Sparrows that call the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa home. the face of Everyman was pleased to call these birds friends.
Imbalance
The angry mob of Pigeons, 13 at last count, seemed too many to challenge; Pedro took flight. There seemed an imbalance in nature in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman pondered that conundrum.
Easter
The Easter services seemed longer than usual because the Doves practiced their fate to a greater degree than most. Songs of praise filled the Ampitheater. Amens and Hallelujahs echoed across the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Genuflections rocked the Face of Everyman.
Dance?
For a brief moment Natacha appeared at the edge of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. She was gone in a flash before the Face of Everyman could ask if she would dance in his summer ballet.
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