tiny watercolor no. 3

27 July 2009

Victoria sighed and took out her umbrella, again -- and then coughed. The weather forecast had been useless, and it was a contributing factor to her sickness. She put away her umbrella. It had stopped raining just as suddenly as it had started. "Why is it I am nearly always shedding a jacket, getting cold, putting it back on, and then getting hot?" She coughed, again. "Yes, the forecast is definitely useless. One must plan for spring, with summer, autumn, and winter moments. No wonder the English drink so much tea."