Not just any bells…animal bells, old bells, bells with a certain patina, a history, a story.
Check out this yak bell a friend trekked all the way home from Nepal for me…friends know what friends like.
It hangs neatly next to my sheep bell, the one I stuffed in my luggage when I was in Portugal.
I am still looking for a sheep bell here in Chinle. But for now I have this cow bell. A treasured find at the local swap meet.
Each one has a distinct sound and shape and size.
Just imagine what I might find in Italy, Mozambique this summer and Taiwan in October!