Bell

There is an artist in the quaint little mountain town of Truchas, NM that makes artistic things out of recycled materials. One of the things he makes are wind chimes and temple bells - often out of discarded oxygen tanks. Having been a patient on oxygen for some time back '06, getting one of his bells both as an object of art and a symbol of my healing and no longer needing to be on oxygen, I got one this week. I have been coveting one for two years now and finally had the opportunity to visit Truchas and brought one back with me. It is now planted firmly in the yard just outside a tiny patio I have and the sound is deep resonating gong when the clapper hits the side of the bell.

Bells have always had special meaning for me, for whatever reason - now I have my very own.

Bro. Hardy