Friday, December 23, 2011
Is it the leaf itself that’s lucky? Let us postulate so. Very well: how does the clover know which individual qualifies as the fourth? Simply stated, it cannot. Thus, all leaves must contain some measure of the fate-improving substance in question. Aha! Now we're on to something! A provable theorem: if it holds true, think of the far-reaching impact! Let us test this hypothesis at once! We sprint from the basement, we dash across the field. We squint from the glare off the clover-flocked lake. We start picking. Within moments, our beakers are brimming with trinary specimens. The laboratory smells like wet hay, a frayed and musty springtime. We wait. What’s happening, Professor? All is well. All is well. This is very fortunate indeed.