Today Bob and our Canadian neighbor Karl went to the flea market in search of old silverware. Bob makes wind chimes out of forks spoons and knives. These old pieces of silverware hitting together in a breeze make the nicest sound. Many of our neighbors comment on the unusual chimes and Bob has made gifts of them to several of them.
Vi, our next door neighbor, purposely gets her's singing every time she passes it. Of course she can't pass the Happy Hour bell without clanging it either. It takes so little to make her smile.
Other than searching for old silverware neither one of us really did anything of note.
Vi, our next door neighbor, purposely gets her's singing every time she passes it. Of course she can't pass the Happy Hour bell without clanging it either. It takes so little to make her smile.
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