Hard Times

For Natasha the dating scene had dried up months ago. She worked a few dove releases at weddings here at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa but that barely paid the rent. Make-up to help her cover her collar was another expense. the Face of Everyman couldn’t offer anything but commiseration.

New Faces

the Face of Everyman wondered: What kind of pet owner lets their cat out an hour and a half before dawn? New faces were showing up weekly. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa needed a new program of Catch, Sterilize and Release.

Family Day

It was family day at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The entire murder of Crows gathered to break bread together. the Face of Everyman wished that he had put out a sumptuous spread. Dried grass seed and millet seemed a bit ordinary.

Parade

Smedley could never keep step. Seen here in close order drill practicing for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Thanksgiving Day parade. Could they be ready? This and other thoughts plagued the Face of Everyman.

Smoky Skies

Cooler weather and smoky skies caused Filmore to descend to near sea level. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa provided the idea resting spot till the smoke abated. An influx of guests caused the Face of Everyman to advertise for more staff.

H5N1

Cassandra was at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa for her shot. A pop-up clinic was supposed to open this morning to give shots against bird flu. the Face of Everyman thought maybe he should review his own inoculations.

Fall Color?

It was on cool Fall mornings like this that Jeremy added his own bit of color. The Sun was ever lower in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa but it’s rays still came thru the smoky haze. the Face of Everyman basked in the morning sunshine.