The Big Chime

I slipped through the screen door flap and stepped out onto the wide wooden deck. Fresh air! Resting near a terracotta planter was a fallen brass wind chime that had slipped from its hook. Its longest metal tube was resting against a smooth garden stone. I dashed over, planted my feet firmly, and gave the hollow cylinder a hard shove. Clang! A deep, ringing chime echoed across the yard and vibrated straight through my gloves. Outdoor gadgets make the best noise!