Thursday is not a very common day for yard sales, but this one boasted a large iron bell among the usual offerings and got me out of the house to check it out before all the heavy rains from storm Cindy descend upon us.
I left with $34 in my purse--dumb me. I returned with all of it--the lady was asking $200 for the bell! I'm sure she noticed the stunned look on my face.
I have to say--it was a very nice large bell. She told me she and her husband had checked on the internet and found 18" bells selling for $298; theirs was a 20" bell, and they thought $200 was a fair price. It actually probably is priced correctly considering its excellent condition and size. She wanted to take my name and how much I was willing to offer in case the bell didn't sell at her asking price. I declined--at this point any price she would accept is out of my league.
The morning's escapades did cause me to hunt around the internet in search of pricing on iron bells--just for curiosity. There's even a site where you can hear the type of ring each one has!
This idea started when I fell in love with an old dinner bell I saw in Georgia last month which had a flower bed with roses around the post and flat stones stacked around it--beautiful. It just spoke of the country!
When Tom hears about this new whim, he'll probably react about the way he did when he heard I was looking for an old church pew. :) I think I should just be thankful for the purple martin house that'll be going up soon.