Playground Bells

Slipping past the garden gate, I trotted down the sidewalk until the bright yellow fence of the neighborhood playground caught my eye. Tucked right beside the sandbox stood a low rack of outdoor chimes, hanging just above the ground! I gathered a smooth, sturdy acorn from the woodchips and gave the shortest tube a firm tap. A clear, ringing note chimed through the morning air! I bounced along the row, tapping yellow, blue, and red pipes in a brisk two-step rhythm that set a nearby sparrow chirping along.