Thursday, January 17, 2019
I come in after shoveling snow. Lao Tzu is sitting in the kitchen.
"Snow!" I say.
"What is 'Snow'?" he asks, almost to himself.
Later, Chung Tzu is here.
"What do you think about 'Snow'?" I ask him, innocently as possible.
"I think it is a very good 'Idea'" says Chung Tzu.