The Irritable Chest Cold

The sun had risen but could not be seen. Still daylight was welcome in her studio. She stood hunched with pain over her easel. The landscape was not quite what she wanted. She had decided to portray the joys of nature, Lovely cerulean firmament with hazy clouds Hovering in the background just beneath and around The majestic mountains of her new abode. Stately trees dotted the countryside and Intermixed with cosy cabins, smoke curling Into the sky because it was a cold and humid place. Even inside her cabin, the air was irritating. Outside, the continual grey rain would not stop. She felt cold and coughed a lot, as well as chest congestion. Darn, raining cats and mice today! She felt confused. Cats and mice? Or dogs? What did it matter, Once the foul inclement weather would not change? to be concluded