I thought I was being thrifty, but it ended up being a much better idea than I thought.
While I was coming back inside with my little jar of sand, I suddenly felt giddy. I wanted to skip and laugh. The energy coming off that sand was/is just delicious! My first thought was, "Papa is going to love this." Then I realized it would also make a great magickal ingredient.
All summer long, hordes of neighborhood children have laughed, collaborated, and created in that sandbox. Even now as the days are getting shorter, they run from the bus to the sandbox and play late into the afternoon, coats and backpacks scattered on the lawn around them. I collected my sand durring this time of day. With out knowing it, these children have continually charged the sandbox.
Now, instead of "fairy dust" I have "happy dust." You had better believe that I am going to find a dozen ways to use it, too.