Pollyanna (and someone else we know) has a cold. She is feeling very sorry for herself. It is winter outside. Christmas and the excitement of the Holidays is over. The Christmas trees have been taken down and all the decorations put away. The rooms feel strangely bare without the trees, and all the guests have gone home.
Somehow there is always an ornament left after all the boxes have been put away.... found behind the curtain. Must have been one of the cats that knocked it off the tree.
So now it is just Winter. Without all the Christmas lights to cheer things up, it is dark. And Cold! While by no means record cold for this part of the world, the temperatures hover on both sides of zero, (farenheit) day after day. (The thermometer outside my window this morning).
And the icicles hang over the windows in long curtains, like dragon's teeth.......
It is not so bad when you are sitting by the fire with your friends and loved ones.... all cozy and safe indoors. There is a great deal to be said for the warmth of a real fire burning in the hearth!
But even the warmth of the fire cannot keep away the snow which now starts to pile up outside the windows.
Arthur's cat is content to stay inside and just watch the world turn white. He knows better than to go out in the snow!
Deeper and deeper grow the drifts around the Folly!
She hopes it isn't the flu! She is staying in bed and resting.She is feeling very sorry for herself! Because the worst thing about being sick is that you have all this time to think about all the things you wish you felt well enough to do!
She has used up BOXES of tissues! And drunk POTS of tea! Day after day is the same! She has read every book on her bookshelf! She is thoroughly SICK of being SICK!
She is too worn out to go to work, even though she has so many projects and plans to finish! She HATES being sick! And she even feels guilty because it is only a bad cold.... not something SERIOUSLY wrong! She knows she will get better soon!
Arthur came over to bring her more books to read. And to cheer her up he brought her a flower! I am sure he doesn't have the slightest idea what KIND of flower it is.... but he knows Pollyanna loves flowers.....
So now, no matter how horrid the weather gets outside the window, she has a flowering plant inside to remind her of spring.....
No matter how Cold!