Aye.... tis time ter throw open the window's and let the fresh breeze inter every crack and dark nook!
What a glorious day it's proving ter being, ah knew from sunrise that this were a day ter get things in order. Oh where some of the lads around Waymeet in fer a shock when they woke that morn!
Young Sandy, who keeps in the tent next ter me wagon was sent off ter fill the cauldron with water. They were going to be a fair amount o' washing ter do once the good dwarven lads had brought everything out into the sun fer me.
While they drunk some of me home brew, I got busy with me broom.... Poor lads had ter move away from the dust that flew oot.... and me cat weren't pleased about being disturbed either.
When I stopped ter rest a while, it did me heart glad ter see others lassies in the village shaking the dust from their doors and setting the lads ter beating the rugs. I had ter chuckle, as I knew some of them would be grumbling about me later, but that's as is it.... and that's fine with me.
