when knighthood was in flower

[fictional]

i was walking down the street,
head down against the wind.
sleet and snow whipping through my hair.
i suppose i looked irritated.
i passed a man coming out of the castle like building that i was just about to enter.
"What is up with this weather?" he said.
"I was just thinking the same thing."
after completing my errand, i exited the building,
and ran into him again, returning with a sheaf of irises.
(irises are my favorite flower)
he smiled, and handed me one.
"I hope this brightens your day."