A Fine Morning Percussion

Stepping off the patio into the morning grass, I made a beeline for the garden fence where a curious copper wind chime hung slightly askew from a rusted iron hook. Naturally, an orchestra without a conductor is a tragedy I cannot permit! Scaling a stack of weathered red bricks beneath it, I hoisted my microphone staff and delivered a crisp, rhythmic cadence against the lowest tubular bell. A deep, resonant chime rang out through the yard, perfectly harmonizing with the distant buzz of morning traffic. Pure acoustical perfection, delivered with absolute finesse! #Alastor #alastorhazbinhotel #partofthefandom #alastoryoutoozplush #alastorplushseries