I am FOUND

Thanks to POSTSECRET I have a new love in my life = FOUND. I just picked up the first book edition at the library and I'm eagerly awaiting the second. While reading an interview of a fellow finder I said to myself out loud, "These are my people!"

Some of you know about the collection of playing cards I have picked up from the street, I have 9 after about a year and I am hoping to one day be playing with a full deck (pun intended). I totally pirated this idea, however, I am trying to make it my own by documenting (of course) little tidbits on each card about where I found the card, plus, some sort of fact about that day.

Still, the more I've thought about found items the more I've realized that for years I have been perpetually scanning the ground for interesting stuff. In Jamaica, the only souvenir I came home with was a beautiful, red, watch that I just loved: found while searching the dance floor at a club. I'll be honest -- I was initially looking for money which may have fallen out of the pockets of drunk spring breakers. Regardless, it was a great find and I learned that you never know what you'll discover when alcohol and carelessness are present, if you're looking, that is.

With Mother's Day yesterday, I decided to bring FOUND home to share with my family. I told my Mom that she is to blame for sparking my curiosity about all things found as she used to drag us through abandoned farm houses all over North Dakota. She loves scrounging through deserted items, hoping for some slice of information which will offer a view into the lives of the former tenants. She said she always got a kick out of seeing what month and year a calendar was left on, perhaps, that was the last time people actually lived there.

If you get a chance you should really check out the book FOUND, I also enjoy the website http://www.foundmagazine.com/ and please feel free to share any stories you may have about your own finds. As they say, "One woman's trash is another woman's treasure!"