There's a guy in England who finds flax seals (left behind from when the fields were harvested to show which laborer had cut which sheaf of hay or wheat..
This guy has the dates of the harvest, the name of the labourer, the fact most laborers were in the late 18th century in Britain of Russian decent and the year of each harvest, the supervisors name....as full an account of late 18th century farming...the fields done, the amount done in each field.
Some finds give a tiny piece of the puzzle that is history of that place that we didn't know..this guy has found almost 1000 flax seals and with each one finds slightly more out about a place....its riveting when you can find out that much from the things people didn't find, didn't care to find and yet are so important to our past
Now that is interesting, I wouldn't know if there are any account records, I have heard how some workers would switch out the tags and put their own tags on, among other dark & immoral stuff, we do have a museum of the mining in the area, so I'll see if I can find records,
White man didn't arrive here to settle until the late 1700 early 1800, & my exact area a bit later, all where poor except, less than a handful and the poverty continued for many generations til today. I do enjoy the people that pass by and stop and talk about the history and maybe what their fathers or grandfathers found metal detecting.
Women detectors are still an obscene no no around here and I'm subjected to old biddy's gossiping and shunning, yet, some young women do stop and shyly swing my detector for a while with big smiles on their faces.
The children, I give them turns with my pinpointer to find what I dig up, after they get permission from their parents, wish I had a spare detector.
So, I end up more of a tour guide to the tourist, talking history, telling them direction, and even wave to them every time the coal train goes by & a teacher for the children, which keeps me safer (not always safe to detect alone) & contributes to the community, (I don't get paid!!)
Also, it freaks me out BAD when I find dark stuff like old iron chains that look like prison or slave stuff, but most likely part of the mines or cattle slaughter-don't know, or when I find gang or feud related stuff, bullets, etc.
If it doesn't look shinny I pray that it's not a buried gun, I did find a whole square nail, it is machine cut, dates back to the start of the community, so that was cool, and another place found a few Wheaties, so those are happier finds.
Some people get suspicious or angry to see someone digging up the past.
Yet, I make sure I'm dressed clean, make-up and even have my nails done under the gloves, this helps people accept me being among them in the parks.
Ok way toooo much information, blame it on the coffee, but I'm leaving it as is incase others can relate.