Windchime High Wire

The open screen door practically yelled my name, so I zipped straight outside! Out on the sunny deck, a string of hollow metal windchimes was clinking in the breeze like tiny silver drums. Perfect challenge! I leaped onto the wooden railing, scrambled up a hanging metal bracket, and grabbed the thick suspension cord with both hands. Swing, swing, wheee! I kicked my feet back and forth, turning the chimes into a loud, melodic clatter with every bump of my sneakers. My hands lost grip on the smooth knot, sending me dropping straight into a big plastic watering can below with a hollow 'thump-clang!' Haha! Stuck hip-deep, but the clinking racket above sounded like wild applause!