Friday, April 30, 2010

Bells Around The House



The bell in my bookcase was a gift from a stranger. A little old lady walked by our store every day and looked in to see the progress we were making to get open for business. On the first day we opened, she stopped in and gave us the bell. It stayed on the front counter for the next 15 years.



This brass bell hangs at the front door. It's gotten a great verdigris patina from being exposed to the elements all these years.



This bell belonged to my grandpa. He and my grandma traveled to every continent except Antarctica. He brought this back from Greece and it always sat on his desk. Now it sits on mine.




This bell hangs at the patio door. It's from an old sailboat.

4 comments:

steven said...

golden west - lovely collection, each with a story. i wonder where all the old yard bells from school went? do you remember being called in by a bell? i do. steven

Sweet Repose said...

Wonderful collection, I especially like the boat bell and how perfect hanging in the garden...and how sweet to be given the bell by the old woman...life is a gift aye...

The Weaver of Grass said...

It would be lovely to hear the noises they all make - some gentle, some loud, some tuneful.

Eryl Shields said...

Aren't bells fabulous? I love that the old lady gave you that bell, lovely story.