I once walked down to the sea, when upon chance a red ball fell at my feet. I looked for it's owner to no avail, I ignored it and walked on. I must have got another ten paces when my feet got tangled up, looking down I could see the culprit, again the red ball was there. It seemed to be following my path in the breeze. I picked up the ball and took it down to the shore , where I threw it about and took several pictures while the sun was setting. When I was done I gave the ball to a small boy who had been admiring it for his own.