If I looked for it, I could find the piece of paper with my great grandmother’s hand-written explanation of how old this piece of material is. And where it is from. I think it’s a table runner. But it’s a frigid, rainy day, and I have a cold. I think I’ll stay put.
But I know it’s pretty old.
The bells are equally exotic. I bought them years ago in a rare specially shop called, Pier One.