My husband has a knack for finding pennies - on neighborhood strolls, while walking back to the care in the grocery store parking lot - and he always pick it up, sometimes commenting, "
Find a penny, pick it up...." (I think that's the Irish in him.) Most of the time, I can't see for looking, so I was delighted to find this wilderness penny. It travelled a long, and turbulent road over 12 years, from the
mint to Western Montana. So I left it soaking up spring sunshine.
Amazing shot. I pick up pennies as a reminder that In God We Trust http://www.cornerpeaceministries.com/userFiles/1060/july_2010.pdf \
ReplyDeleteI love the full poem included in the blog at this post's text link:
ReplyDeleteFind a penny,
Pick it up,
All the day,
You’ll have good luck
Give it to a faithful friend,
Then your luck will NEVER end!