Lucky

I remember as a child spending hours looking around the grassy playgrounds with my friends hunting the lucky four leaf clover.  Sometimes a friend would claim to find one, whether or not they really did I never could tell.  Sadly I had never found one.  Even sometime as an adult I like to casually look through clover patches when I’m camping thinking that just maybe some day I might be that lucky person.  Though in my mind I always kind of knew I wouldn’t.  When I was in Ireland there were tons of plastic coated four leaf clovers you could buy, but I feel that it is only lucky if you actually find it yourself.

Well I am now officially one of the lucky ones. I finally found my very own four leaf clover.  Whats more suprising is where I found it.  This picture is not from anywhere you might expect.  It’s actually from an ancient ruined university in….India!  My very own lucky clover with an even crazier life than my own.  I know I shouldn’t have but I couldn’t resist and I did pick it.  It was carried with me around Asia and back home to Wisconsin.  Sadly I had forgotten it was safely wedged in front of my divers licences one day when I threw my school ID back into my wallet and broke it.  The memory of my lucky one lives on in this photo though!