Goodbye Black Dog
The malaise - physical and mental - has lifted: at last! The world feels good again, even though the hot wind is drying up all granny's daisies - has dried up the wild rocket - on her land. No more bitter salads.
No more time now either. Granny has to attend to the domestic activities left undone since she got sick. Beloved's response to this was an orgy of elaborate meals; the results clog up the kitchen - not a surface is clean. Scrubbing is today's necessity. But she will be back.