Yes, another week and I have flown. But there is always next week.
If you think I’m gorgeous standing here, you’re right, but I even more beautiful in flight.
I swear, this is the last time I stick my neck out for some Little Blue Heron. He’s nowhere to be found.
I’m telling you she was the most beautiful heron I have ever set eyes on and I lost her number. So . . .
In a state with so many seniors, I do spend quite a bit of time twiddling my feathers waiting for a delivery.
Hey Pavaroti, let’s hear you try this aria!
Do you believe that clown. He thinks he’s incognito with that get up?
Hey, in my world this IS called keeping a low profile.
I love the food here, but man, the service is slow.
Here little fishie. Hey, I know but a gal’s gotta eat.