A flower stalk lying on the ground. Noticed by a young girl, and picked up off the ground. Then danced with and waved in the air like a magic wand, by a child who clearly believed it could make her fly if she wished hard enough.
I put it in her bag of collected treasures, and as I do, I notice its fragile, fairy wings too. I make a wish and take a photo, hoping to capture a tiny bit of the magic my daughter saw.
Once it was something else, even if only for a moment.