A very strange thing happened the other evening. We were just sitting down to dinner with candles lit and ruby red wine when we both heard a tinkling rill of bells. Neither of us spoke until we heard a second rill. It was just as though someone had picked up the bowl of silver bells I have standing in the hall and shaken it.... twice.
"Did you hear bells?" I asked.
"I did, I was just about to ask you if you heard them too."
One cat was sitting upon the window-sill behind my chair looking into the deep dark garden outside, the other was actually out there in the darkness. So who or what rang the bells?
What is the sound of angel laughter?
Does it shiver like windblown leaves?
Does it ring out like church bells?
Tinkle like fine crystal?
Echo in the wind?
Float like a mist?