Four leaf clovers
Wednesday, 21. May 2008, 07:24:26
How many times have you, dear reader, found a four leaf clover?
This is one of probably a few hundred that I've found in my life, for whatever reason. I grew up hearing people say, "I've never found one," and thinking little of it. My reactionary thought was, "You should probably try looking for one." Just the same, these botanical oddities do make nice little presents.
It sank in one day that a lot of people do look for them, never find any, and wish that they could. One day about twelve years ago, I had found one and thought, Gina would like this.
GINA: Where did you find this?
JAMES: Um, on the ground.
GINA: Yeah, but how?
JAMES: I just looked down and there it was.
GINA: I've only ever found one; I was seven. (She was 34 at the time.)
JAMES: Yeah? What did you do with it?
She walked over to her bookshelf, took down a book, and pulled out a four leaf clover. She had pressed and laminated it. In the course of the next 27 years, she hadn't found a second one in spite of looking for them.
Funny thing, I talked to an old friend on the phone the other day. Wendy has one of those rare minds like mine: riddled with random factoids and plagued with a fractured train of thought. We empathize extremely well. Anyhoo, she had found a letter from me, dating from 1994. She couldn't remember what the letter was about (during our conversation anyway), but one thing was at the forefront of her beautifully scattered mind.
WENDY: Ya know what?
JAMES: What?
WENDY: There was a four leaf clover in it!
Really? Cool!
This is one of probably a few hundred that I've found in my life, for whatever reason. I grew up hearing people say, "I've never found one," and thinking little of it. My reactionary thought was, "You should probably try looking for one." Just the same, these botanical oddities do make nice little presents.
It sank in one day that a lot of people do look for them, never find any, and wish that they could. One day about twelve years ago, I had found one and thought, Gina would like this.
GINA: Where did you find this?
JAMES: Um, on the ground.
GINA: Yeah, but how?
JAMES: I just looked down and there it was.
GINA: I've only ever found one; I was seven. (She was 34 at the time.)
JAMES: Yeah? What did you do with it?
She walked over to her bookshelf, took down a book, and pulled out a four leaf clover. She had pressed and laminated it. In the course of the next 27 years, she hadn't found a second one in spite of looking for them.
Funny thing, I talked to an old friend on the phone the other day. Wendy has one of those rare minds like mine: riddled with random factoids and plagued with a fractured train of thought. We empathize extremely well. Anyhoo, she had found a letter from me, dating from 1994. She couldn't remember what the letter was about (during our conversation anyway), but one thing was at the forefront of her beautifully scattered mind.
WENDY: Ya know what?
JAMES: What?
WENDY: There was a four leaf clover in it!
Really? Cool!
WIDGETIZE
Karen # 21. May 2008, 07:51
I've only found one, myself. I have no idea what age I was...pretty young, though.
Rhona Kirsten # 21. May 2008, 12:15
That doesn't look much like a clover, by the way James
Michelle # 21. May 2008, 13:01
hungryghost # 21. May 2008, 14:03
James # 21. May 2008, 17:00
Can you post a pic of the one you laminated?
Rhona Kirsten # 22. May 2008, 11:54
I need to sleep now, ni