A woman walking in the snow eating a kiwi. Where did she get this kiwi it’s not kiwi season. Where is she going with that kiwi. Does she mind the snow. Does she feel it on her face and hands. Does the snow effect the taste of the kiwi. What is she thinking about. She doesn’t even acknowledge the snow. The woman then enters a fruit shop where she buys more kiwis. Why does she need these Kiwis are they the only things she can’t eat? Maybe she makes kiwi jam. We will never know why this woman had that bunch of kiwis on that snowy day.