Hummingbird

Chloe visited the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa often but found the Face of Everyman kinda’ boring.

Poor Elwood, he was in constant search for Branch Water to enhance his nightly splash of bourbon. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had few serious drinkers. the Face of Everyman was not about to share his secret stache of Kentucky creek drippings with this feisty bird.

the Face of Everyman viewed with alarm Henrietta’s most recent proclamation. Had he really booked the First Lady for a noon time pod cast from the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.

Heavy fog impeded Henrietta from warning the guests of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa of the impending blizzard. the Face of Everyman hoped that the pond heater worked; his foul weather clothing was still packed away.

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.