In our backyard, there's a remnant of a large barn foundation. Go digging around up there, and this is an example of what you'll find. I've found quite a few horseshoes, relics of old farm equipment, bottles, hammers and assorted tools. When we moved in, there were lots of rotting floorboards, still in place, that I had to remove to make way for a small flower garden and some lawn space. When I find one of these, I try to imagine what the 'old grey mare' might have looked like and how she might have spent her day. I don't think: luck. I'm not a big fan of it. As a matter of fact, I don't believe that it's a 'big player' in this game of life. And if there is such a thing... we make our own. Ever been lucky?