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.
the Face of Everyman viewed with alarm Cheeky about to pounce on Natsha. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had strict rules against hunting. He tried to intervene by shouting; but nothing came out. He was mute with his state of horror.
Boris and Natasha dropped by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to show off their baby son Stanislav. the Face of Everyman wondered how long it would be before he was asked to babysit.
It saddened the Face of Everyman to see the great ballerina Natasha pecking thru the scraps of bird food meant for the lowly songbird. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa owed her much more.
There were rumors of snow and freezing temperatures. Natasha needed a warm roost for the remaindered of the week. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was her only option. the Face of Everyman was glad he could accommodate.
Natasha had returned to dance Swan Lake in the Face of Everyman’s winter production. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had the finest ballet troupe this side of Denver. The venerable sage was ecstatic, a rare condition for a lump of basalt.
Natacha ate only after those hooligan Crows had left with full bellies. That was the hierarchy here at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman tried to nap now that things had quieted down.
Like many great performers Natsha was shy. She seldom visited the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman considered himself lucky when he caught a brief glimpse of her.
The winter ballet season has begun with startling stage presence of Claudine at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman always enjoyed these events.