Valancy Jane

Don’t you love it when something is just as magical close up?

I came home the other night and he was laying on his side in my driveway, shining brightly.

He’s a little self-contained solar driveway light.  I drove up the street to see if I could find a yard with more of them, assuming he rolled down the hill.

Didn’t find anything.

Which leads me to wonder if maybe he’s actually a robot alien, like Stitch or the Transformers.  Sam and I tidied him up a bit and gave him a face.

We were afraid of him at first, but we warmed up to him quickly.

Oh, the adventures we shall have.

They say a brush with death really clarifies things for you, so it must have been the speed at which Nick was taking us over the dunes that made my vision so clear, that I actually spotted these tiny shells from my perch on the back of the ATV (sitting directly on a sticker that said something to the effect of “don’t sit here, you’ll prolly die” but I didn’t notice that until after I got off.)

Fortunately we got stuck in the sand just past that, so I ran back and started gathering them up.  They appear to be the result of spiral shells being worn down by the rocks, to a flat, penny-like shape.  I think it’s quite obvious that they are magic, but what’s less clear is how exactly they are to be used.

Should I swallow two when I’m having a bad day?

Should I put them in the vending machine and see if I get an energy drink or perhaps a glitterkitten?

Should I plant them and see if a magical vine grows?

Throw them into fountains while making a wish?

Toss one in the air and catch it, like old timey gansters?

Put them in marachas and dance?

Please advise.