I'm pretty sure what's bothering me most about all these extra hours is blogger withdrawal. I want to sit for a couple hours and read through everyone's blogs and comment, and I just don't have the time. I know I'm missing some good stuff, but I can get caught up next week.
I decided I'd better post something tonight and while I was walking around the yard taking all my pictures, I could feel the stress going out of my body.
Here's a something about me that probably nobody knows outside of my immediate family members.....I'm NUTS about windchimes. I have windchimes in every conceivable size and in almost every conceivable location--indoors and outdoors. When I had a car, I even had a windchime in my car! People who rode with me either loved it or hated it.
This seashell windchime hangs in my kitchen doorway. Dave, my boss at Wild Birds Unlimited made it for me when he got my name for Christmas a few years ago. Every time I bump it and the shells clink together, it reminds me of my days as a WBU employee.
My windchime necklace (thank goodness I didn't spill any supper on my shirt!)
This little windchime tinkles in the breeze when my patio door is open. It's too fragile to hang outside.
A tiny hummingbird windchime that hangs by my hummingbird/butterfly perennial garden.
This windchime hangs in the dead tree in the front yard. It's the chime I hear as I fall asleep at night and wake up in the morning.
The Wind(chime) In The Willow
This is my largest (weighs over 25 lbs) and most expensive windchime. You can't tell from this picture, but it's sparkly! It hangs from the pergola over my back patio, right below the dining room window. It has such a beautiful, mellow sound and you can hear it in the house even with the windows closed. It's chiming as I'm writing this post.
This chime hangs by the front door. Because it's ceramic and bamboo, I had to put it in a more sheltered place so it didn't blow down and break. If you've never heard bamboo chimes, they have a very unique sound.
This little brass bear bell hangs behind the garage. It has turned a nice verdigris color over the years.
This chime in a crabapple tree was a wedding anniversary gift one year from Mom & Dad.
This poor chime is broken....the wind-catching thingy has blown off and I have to reattach it one of these days.
Here's a little windchime that hangs by my hammock--it has a delicate little sound (reminds me of a fairy).
This brass bell chime hangs from a tree in my little aspen woods. Brother Phil got it for me when he was stationed in Korea during his Air Force days.