PROMPT #36 BELL
We purchased this bell shortly after moving to West Marin. It's from a little shop that my friend now owns as her studio. I love that when we purchased the bell, it would still be years before my friend would leave the city and buy the house connected to the little storefront on a familiar country road.
My family always had bells growing up, and much like @blueshineart, the ringing of a bell signaled that it was time to come home from the woods, or a tree house, or a walk to the edge of the long pebble driveway. Before my mom had a bell in front of our house, my grandmother had one and used it to signal dinner time at holidays. It was common for my Grammy to host a Thanksgiving dinner for close to 40 people. With 9 siblings herself and my grandfather with 8 of his own, it always added up to a lot of guests. The bell was necessary.
My grandmother used it, as her mother had when she was a child in Brooklyn. Grammy was one of 9 children, very poor, and was often in front of their home with the other neighborhood kids, sitting on stoops or chasing after younger siblings. One mother's bell meant it was time for everyone to come home to chores, meals, or school work.
We don't use our bell much now, but it hangs next to our front door, as we still prefer it to a traditional doorbell. The sound is deeper and there is something in the vibration that seems to clear the air and offer happy intentions. I like that this bell has its own West Marin story.
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