We were out taking a morning walk in the park, and the strangest thing happened. There was a young couple with a kid at the swings. We were almost alone in this quiet park. People started showing up, one there, a couple over by the benchs, all over the park. Drifting in from all sides, slowly wandering across the grass, huddled against a brisk breeze. Suddenly it seemed there were a lot of people all around us, writing on slips of paper, gathering up swag, while pictures were being taken, another person was handing out Hershey’s kisses… mmmmmm!!

I discovered a small metal bug and a special coin, paying homage to the unknown soldier. Amongst these fellow cachers, with whom we mingled and merged.

Whilst standing amongst this crowd,we saw people we knew, or recognized a name, we realized we were a part of this group. Daily in small ways, our lives touched, our paths crossed often without actually seeing each other. It made me smile to think of these people as “unknown” friends. I knew them, but had never seen them.

Then all of a sudden, as quickly as they came, they all wandered off again in different directions, bent on their own lives, that were not apart of this moment in the park.

But for that brief moment in time, Tutor and I were a part of something, much larger than just an event in a small park, in a small town in SW MO … we were part of a worldwide event that happened to thousands of like minded souls who stopped briefly to mingle and recognize the significance or our gathering together this morning. A small moment of time, a small group of like minded people, but part of each other in our love of seeking out what others never see, the hidden treasures of our lives.

We were a part of a flash mob, that sprung up around the world, a moment only to recognize the value of what we each do to improve the quality of the next cacher who comes along to seek a treasure that we have placed for their enjoyment.