When I was growing up my grandparents lived in Ohio, the Buckeye State, and I have vivid memories of my grandpa and I collecting Buckeyes (the large seeds) and playing games with them. Sometimes we'd plop them into the running water in the ditch, then race across the street and wait for them to journey through the pipe and come floating out the other side.
Back home I layered them in a glass hurricane vase with a candle. I'm going to go collect some more this weekend. They're so smooth and a fabulous reddish-brown color. Perfect for Fall decorating. And remembering my grandpa.