DURING MY TREK up a familiar grassy knoll on New Year's Eve day, I spotted something a bit unusual. Although I am used to seeing lost coins along Crescent Beach trails these were two (or more) ten-dollar bills placed neatly into a rain soaked log.
I left the money untouched but questions whirled in my mind. Was this a candid camera moment to see how many people would take the bait? Or were these bills simply tucked into the only object on a barren hill that would serve as a paperclip should the person who lost the cash return to the trail?
Was a note of explanation folded in with the money? Could this be the drop off spot for a mysterious purchase or exchange of some sort? Was this part of a treasure hunt scheduled for a party later? (The only treasure hunt I recall is the one my husband dreamed up decades ago with an
engagement ring at the end.) Or was this a random gift for anyone who happened to pass by.
Would most people walk away empty handed but with as many questions as I have done? With inflation perhaps the amount did not seem quite enough. Yet if it were
a penny I probably would have picked it up and considered it luck.
A few days later the log looked washed out in the sunlight. The cash had vanished and was replaced by a morning frost that was melting fast.
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