A Slight Detour

I'm off the map. I don't know how it happened. I started out from Riversleigh where I'd been resting up, gathering my strength for whatever le enchanteur had up her sleeve, and trying to get my creative juices to flow. I didn't want to do the red shoes with wings bit. That was my first mistake, others followed, I saw the trees in the distance. . . . .but it's a long story and I'm afraid I'll miss the performance, not to mention be stuck up here forever. If you are reading this message, the blue jay, made it. Swoop's part of the story, too. Could you send an eagle to fly me back to the Hermitage or maybe a crane (the mechanical kind that does buildings) to at least get me down (my backpack and red shoes are down the bottom--don't ask)? I'm in the middle of a redwood forest, (sequoiadendron giganteums) stranded in the top branches, up about, oh, I'd guess 250 feet. Swoop will show you the way.

I'm sorry Heather. This is so embarrassing.