All of a sudden the Face of Everyman was nearly crushed by a herd of stampeding deer. The daily allotment of birdseed meant for the songbirds and guests of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was gone; swept up these gluttons.
Bucky was beginning to make a pest of himself, returning time and again to show his impressive antlers to the Face of Everyman. Didn’t he realize that throughout the vast forests of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa there were many who sported just a fine a rack as he? The venerable sage was gracious in his remarks.
Even after she had licked up all the birdseed scattered for songbirds Lucile still felt unsatisfied. Surely, she said to the Face of Everyman, the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa could afford a more robust meal for the little people. The venerable sage was caught off guard by her remark.
Surreptitiously security cameras recorded the sharing of classified secrets in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Of course, the Face of Everyman slept thru the whole event.
Mom teaches her young the delights of licking up bird seed scattered for songbirds at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman had already made adjustments to his feeding budget. Overage was just part of doing business with wildlife.
The Little One stood out when she wasn’t hidden by tall grass and bushes. Her lingering spots made her the talk of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman hopped she wasn’t some avant-garde trendsetter.
In an exercise of pure vanity Arnold stopped by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He hoped to receive compliments on his amazing antlers. Instead, the Face of Everyman reminded him that annual dues to the Golf Club were due the 1st of August.
The spokesperson against global warming and forest fires was only in town briefly. A quick lunch at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa buffet with a few civic leaders was all she had time for this trip. Even the Face of Everyman had to rely on grainy security footage and images shot by the Paparazzi.
Young Braveheart was searching for anyone to spar with. He needed to train for combat in the coming months. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was now a ghost land of its former self. the Face of Everyman recorded fewer sightings of deer with each passing year.
The sounds of happy songbirds lured Selene to the every edge of the vast forest of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. To her, everything was new and wondrous; it was only when the Face of Everyman questioned her as to the whereabouts of her Mom did she realize how far she’d traveled. The venerable sage suggested that she return to the safe spot where her mother had placed her. Mom might be frightened by her absence.