Scam

Robert was sure that the Robin’s request for money was a scam. He wanted to ask how he had lost his leg. Was it a famous battle? Suddenly the Face of Everyman interrupted and sent the fake scurrying. Panhandling was not allowed in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.

Travelogue

Tonight’s guest speaker arrived between furious storms to present the next travelogue in the Winter travel series at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was half afraid that he’d have to fill in. His notes on the Battle of Troy were little threadbare.

Exotic

The winter storm had blown in one of most wretched creature. the Face of Everyman surmised that this exotic bird had been separated from its flock. There was no place for this predator in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.

Arctic Outbreak

An arctic outbreak brought a blanket of snow and sub-freezing temps to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Security forces were unable to retrieve SD chips from security cameras for inspection. There were no reports from the Face of Everyman. Surely he would have sought shelter before the blizzard.

Scotch

Lamont had stepped out for a bit of fresh air. He had spent the last of his inheritance on a six weeks booking at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Writers block kept him from finishing the great American novel that he knew he had in him. the Face of Everyman suggested a bottle of good single malt scotch.

Eve

As temperatures began to slide towards the teens, the face of Everyman looked forward to a peaceful Christmas eve. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa would have a banquet spread of suet and the choices of seed. Snow was in the forecast and guests had to be served before all traces of this sumptuous meal were covered in white.

Bird Count

There was a Clarion call out for all Crows to be seen and counted in as many Christmas bird counts as possible. The goal was to beat the popularity of the Dark-eyed Junco. the Face of Everyman had posted the most common viewing spots used by Audubon, Cornell and National organizations. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was well represented in each winter bird count.

Yikes!

Yikes. No one had told Reynaldo that the waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa were ice cold. the Face of Everyman tried to warn him but his teeth were chattering too much. The venerable sage couldn’t wait till the pond heater had melted the ice.

Post-haste

Little by little the number of Pigeons increased. the Face of Everyman suspected that locals had invited their country cousins to come dine on the good seed at the expense of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The venerable sage ordered two bags of floor sweepings from the village pet store to be delivered by this afternoon. One taste of that dreck and the cousins would depart post-haste.