I‘ve mostly stopped searching for four-leaf clovers, partly because I‘m on my bike these days and partly because I lost track of my count somewhere north of 700 and I doubt I need to add to it. This one leaped out at me on Jade‘s walk the other night, though, and who was I to refuse it?
I‘ll tuck it into this library book for the next borrower to find, since I long ago ran out of favourite books in which to press my personal stash. #gaymay