They start with a series of single bongs a few seconds apart. As soon as the first bong rings, I stop what I'm doing because I know what is coming. After the series of single bongs, the bells play the most beautiful song. It lasts for a couple of minutes and then I go back to what I'm doing. Usually the bells ring only once a day, but this weekend is Epiphany, and that means more bells.
It is obvious that the bells are recorded, but even so, the music is beautiful and joyous and I feel lucky to hear them whenever they play. You couldn't miss them if you tried, because they are L O U D but even when I'm doing something quiet, that first bong reminds me to count my blessings, for these bells are indeed a blessing.
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