The other day, walking the dog, I saw a neighbor inspecting the ground next to the curb, as if she'd dropped something and couldn't find it. Spurred by a mixture of curiosity and chivalry, I crossed over to ask what she was looking for. Turned out she was searching for a four leaf clover she had seen earlier in the day. To borrow from the song, whe was overlooking a four leaf clover that she had been looking over before.
I looked down with my botany-honed eyes and spotted it within a few seconds. She plucked it, delighted, thanked me effusively, headed back to her house, and I went on my way. I don't know if that four leaf clover will confer any additional luck, but just in the finding it made both of us feel very lucky.
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