A Day at a time

Lúta rested in the courtyard in the afternoon sun. Spring had come to Auster and with it a warming of the weather. As the sun beat down on the castle it warmed the stones and made for a wonderful place for an afternoon nap. Above her the courtyard trees cast down dappled shadows. She was about to doze off when an ill-timed breath set off a coughing fit. Soon it passed but she sighed at the reminder of her illness. She knew it would take awhile for her to fully heal from her bout of pneumonia but Lúta was impatient, she wanted to be healed now. With spring bursting into life around her she was eager to go out gathering. Perhaps if she made sure not to go farther than a territory over. Well, there was still time. As the weather was only just beginning to warm it would be a bit yet before the plants she desired were ready for picking.