Answer:
With a halo of water and a tongue of wood; stone as skin long I stood.
What can you catch but never throw?
I am a shimmering field that reaches far. Yet I have no tracks and am crossed without paths. What am I?
When I am caught, I am thrown away. When I escape, you itch all day. What am I?
I am drawn by everyone without pen or pencil
Though not a plant, has leaves. Though not a beast, has spine. Though many wouldn't need this thing, It's more valuable than wine.