Chimes in the Gale

I scooted past the open back door straight onto the sheltered porch just as a gust of cool thunderstorm wind swept around the brick corner! Hanging low from a black iron bracket was a heavy cluster of hollow aluminum wind chimes. Without waiting a single second, I gave a bouncy leap and shoved my molded plastic base straight into the dangling wooden striker disk! Clink-clang-ring! The round disc swung wild, clattering against the tuned metal tubes in a bright, cascading chord. The metallic vibration shuddered straight through my clear body, and I wobbled in an energetic pivot on the damp pavers, soaking in the ringing song!