The lost ring
My mum had been gone for 6 months and I was wearing her engagement ring when I took my girls to sell some things at a type of table sale at the wind wand. That night I looked down at a bbq we were at and oh no no ring. My husband at the time went down to the foreshore to look as that seemed the logical place I may have lost it. It was nearly sunset and the sun was setting but as he looked down there gleaming stuck between 2 deck boards was the ring. I was stoked to get my mums ring back. I was so grateful that he ended up getting a dog and named him ringo.