Monday, June 24, 2013

Wind chimes in the night

A storm blew in last night from the Pacific.  The weather is now cooler and moister, and the thirsty soil smells less dry.  The best part of a storm is the way it rolls in.  I sleep most of the year with the window wide open because I crave fresh air.  This means the night is not silent, I hear people coming and going all night; the owls and bats call out, making their won music, and my wind chimes make soft music with every little breeze.

Last night, I could hear the song that signals a small storm heading our way.  A soft, steady wind stirred the chimes, and it sounds almost like rain.  Different tones blend together to make my favorite lullaby, it combines with the whispers of tree leaves to help me drift off to sleep. The fresh, clean air filled my room, and pulling the quilt up to my chin, I got the best night's sleep I've had in weeks.

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