Hummingbird

Lancelot fiercely attacked the falling waters. Such behavior alarmed the vulnerable sage. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was supposed to have calming effect on guests

Flying backwards was a simple trick Henrietta tried to teach the Face of Everyman. He proved a slow learner. In fact, the whole of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa seemed unable to even try.

The flags were up yet Marlo felt the need to zoom about heralding the gale force winds and rain that would make this Halloween memorable. All of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa would be effected. the Face of Everyman was powerless to stop its destructive force.

Phebe made a nuisance of herself asking question of the Face of Everyman. “How big is big?”, was one of her favorites. At the end of the day nobody bothered to come to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.

The announcement came from Henritta. A tsunami was headed for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman reviewed his escape plans for such events.

Henrietta took it upon herself to warn the guests of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa about the noise they would hear after dark. Fireworks had been banned everywhere except in the nearby village. the Face of Everyman opened his sea chest and found his ear plugs.

Henrietta wanted everybody to know that Summer officially started today. Tomorrow will be the longest day. Yep. thought the Face of Everyman: 16 hours 37 minutes. Would life be different in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa?

Henrettia’s almanac said it was the first day of Spring. She searched the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa for new blossoms of any kind. She was loathed to ask, “Mr. Smarty Pants,” the Face of Everyman.

Was it Spring at last? Questioned Henretta of the Oracle. She remained mute. Then it still must be Winter in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa mused the Face of Everyman.