When was the last time you found a four leaf clover? Never mind that! When was the last time you actually took the time to look for one? I have a faint recollection of being a teenager, thinking it was important enough to find one that I spent many hours on my hands and knees in the grass, peering through the blades, combing through the clover. I was probably heartsick, desperately looking for a sign that would signify love, or at least an ID bracelet.
Every once in a while I think of something that I did long ago, something as simple as lying on my back in the grass and feeling my weight on the earth, feeling the sun on my face--and I wonder, why don't I do that any longer? And then I do it. And every once in a while, I meet someone who has never lost that childlike knack for doing just what wants doing at just the right moment--like Lisa Howorth, who with her husband Richard owns Square Books in Oxford, Mississippi. As we were saying goodbye after a visit a few weeks ago, she said, "Oh, you need a four leaf clover for your journey!" And just like that, she jumped down from the porch onto the lawn, and immediately found not one, but two, of the things. And I've been searching my whole life! Some people have all the luck--not only because they know where to look, but they can see what's right in front of them! Your four leaf clover's probably waiting right by your big toe...!