The Bell

Fund childhood memories comes to mind when I think of the smell of my grandmother cooking’s and her face standing in the doorway receiving us kids for a nice home cooked meal. We would be running and playing on my grandparents farm, in the huge fields of wheat corn, in the sun that would turn everything yellow and would just be about to go down, we would hear that bell. That bell would be the Dinner bell, the bell with the sound that rings of a nice cooked meal, family time and the love and comfort of childhood.

That bell would not only be used at dinner time because that bell would also be the Farm Bell, because on the farm my grandmothers soft little voice could not reach out into the big fields, so she would use the bell whenever she needed to get our attention. My grandmother had her own ring system, there would be two rings if she just needed our attention and five rings when it was dinnertime. The bells are distinguished in my mind as childhood memories of love and joy of a time that would forever be precious. I remember the beauty of the bells form, shape and design and how much fun us kids have whenever my grandmother would let us ring it.

I loved the tradition of my grandparents, so I decided to keep it going by adding my own bell to our home. My bell is a great beautiful black Farm Bell that brings music and joy to our great otherwise quiet big patio. I love the design of my bell it brings a beautiful and unique touch to our home and patio décor. Now I am the one ringing the bell and it is the exact system of my grandmother.