Forty years ago, I bought this sliced stone wind chime when I visited Yosemite National Park. I've re-threaded it at least twice in that time, and it's always hung in my home. I like wind chimes, but I can't stand the tinny ones that sound more like noise than music.
When I bought this house almost four years ago, one of the first things I bought for it was a wind chime. But not just ANY wind chime. I had heard about Woodstock chimes, that were musically toned. This one is
Chimes of the Earth. (You can click the link and hear what it sounds like.)
I hung it up under the carport, hoping the breeze passing through would make it sing, but it hardly ever did. I bring it in the house for the winter, and put it out every summer, hoping.
I was cruising through Amazon one day and saw this chime selling for about ten bucks. I thought it was pretty, so I bought it and hung it in the studio. I bought it more because of the way it looks, not for the way it sounds.
Last year I bought this
Seashore Chime, and put it by the back door near the studio. Alas, I don't hear this one much either. I'm too chicken to hang these chimes in the out of doors because I am worried the rain and strong winds will damage them. And because I don't really want to piss off my neighbors if they make noise all the time.
This year I decided to gift myself with another chime, and then I got a bit carried away. I bought this unusual chime with square tubes. It's the
Amethyst chime, and I hung it out on the front porch.
This tiny chime is called
Piccolo and I thought it was cute as hell. This one is more of a decoration.
But then I found THIS! It's the
Chimes of Venus, and it's taller than I am! Not only that, it has the most glorious sound. When you click on the link of this one, the sound you'll hear is when you whack it, but when the breeze blows softly through it, THIS makes such a wonderful soft gong sound that just sort of simmers in the air. It's not big and brash (although I imagine it would be in a stiff wind), but this I hear when I'm in the kitchen cooking, or at the dining room table eating, and I can hear it gently singing at night while I lie in bed.
I mean, there's more to life than just quilts.
