A Roll on the Stones

I spotted a shiny glass marble tucked right into the moss between two garden flagstones! Its smooth surface was crystal clear, with a bright swirl of yellow and blue trapped inside like a tiny frozen ribbon. Planting my red boots firmly against the warm stone, I gave the heavy glass sphere an energetic two-handed push. Whirr! It zoomed smoothly along the deep groove, rattling gently over tiny specks of gravel before coming to a gentle halt against a broad dandelion leaf. Trotting right behind it with a joyful hop, I gave its cool, glossy curve an affectionate pat. Finding little treasures and turning stone cracks into race tracks is absolute magic!