I once found a red bell in the forest.
It was being buried, ever so slowly, by leaves and soil.
I pulled it from the ground and cleaned it off. It rang – a tinny, thick, soil ring.
I brought the bell out of the woods and hung it from a chair that I was making. I would ring the bell while working.
A few weeks later, some friends and I carried the chair into the forest. When we placed the chair down the bell was missing, lost along the trek.
I never found the bell.
Did the message ever get to you that we are having an RFB meeting at 5:30 on Monday at the Moaner in Amherst? I still don't have your other email. Hope you can make it for peanuts and feedback!
"I think that's a good start! We could ask people to chip in to split the shipping costs.
I like your plan to leave them around some art 'hot spots'. If there is enough interest we could also build a few newspaper boxes and leave them…"