|Birds and Bells|
|This Sari is on my Wishlist|
|Kite flying in Pak|
We would stand outside and watch him fly his kite while listening to the strands of hanging bells dance about in the wind whipped front porch and the whoosh, whoosh, whooooooosh of the kite as it would fly high and then take a dive.
Our neighbors had strands and strands of hanging birds and bells where most people would hang big, fat, green ferns in our neighborhood. I wasn't curious to know what these bells did but I remember loving them. The first time I laid eyes on the hanging bells as an adult, I had to get one for me, and one for them, and one for her. and one for him. It was the first World Market that I had ever been too and there was a little tag that said that these bells where handmade in Pakistan and that they are said to ward off bad spirits. How romantic! Here all this time, I'd been looking for these bells and now I had them and there was actually great meaning and a story or a legend behind the love. Oh, I was smitten for these little bits of whimsy.
For years now, I have given them to the brides and grooms as part of their wedding present. I think there is nothing more thoughtful, in my opinion. Now they hang from my Farmer's Market tent to ward off bad spirits or negative people. Everyone loves them and now, for the first time in my life. . . I'm going to attempt to make them. Wish me luck!
|One of my Besties, Sarah, from Pakistan and me at Senior Prom!|
So let us give a cheer! To Happy Days and Happy Nights! And flying Kites!
ps~ I'll show pics as I progress. OOOOOOhhhhh! I'm so excited!
|Hearts! with a little cow bell.|
|A closer look|
Hip! Hip! Hooray!