I found my first four-leafed (leafed? leaved? leaf-ed?) clover this morning. Yes, my first. I know, I know, it's kind of lame.
You know how some people can just glance at the ground and spot four leaf clovers? My aunt is like that. I am not.
I was taking a letter to the mailbox, and, passing a large patch of clover, decided that I was going to find one. So on my way back to the house, I stopped, bent down, and started searching. Within two minutes, I found one. I was thrilled!