What lies in a bed, and stands in bed?First white, then red. The plumper it gets,the better the old woman likes it?

I have at least one heart, and I have a beak. I am as smart, or maybe smarter, than the bird that says Nevermore.

I am located in a bed, but I am not in a dream. People visit me for fish and the bubbling brooks.

I’m toe-tally elusive, a sole survivor, they say. I leave big impressions, then sneakily walk away. Caught blurry on cam, I ghost the frame, yet folks still chase my giant name.

I am surrounded by cliffs, but I do not have a glacier. You might find me in New Zealand but also Scandanavia.