I have never seen anything like this. My wife can be walking along at a fairly fast clip, and she will stop, bend over and pick up a four-leaf clover. Amazing.
On a recent walk, the same thing happens, and I turn on the recorder. “How do you do it?” She puts the clover into her blouse like a flower or corsage.
I try to capture the moment with a photo, but we go into this dance like two birds spiraling around each other, flirting, yet not. In the blur of a moment, I capture the spin, her big smile and the prize adorning her top.
As in the past, she claims she does not know how she spots them, but I think she is keeping her secret to herself. As we find four-leaf clovers on our walks, we’ve been known to give them to passing neighbors or strangers. It always makes them smile. They feel lucky.
I am the lucky one.
See you on the highway.