My friend Joel told me that when spring arrives in Utah, the local kids head up to the ski slopes to find objects that are left behind by the melting snow... keys, wallets, ski poles... etc.

There is something to this sort of "discovery". Lost objects become hidden treasure as found objects. Found magazine is made up of pictures of found objects. Aprille posted about found photos.

Here at the Kodak parking lot we had what I thought would be the epitome of found object hunting grounds. All during our long winter, snow plows push the parking lot snow into ginormous snow piles. I figured as these piles melted there would be a treasure trove of interesting items lost by fellow employees. As the mountains of snow began to sink I headed out with my camera.

First I stumbled upon a big piece of someone's car.

Then a beer can. (Hmmm... drinking on the job?)

And the saddest find... a lonely grubby glove.

All in all I was pretty disappointed. I don't know what I expected to find. A ransom note?... a gold doubloon?... a dismembered hand? Ah, well.

So ended my potential career as a found object collector.

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