Sunday, June 19, 2011


June. Of the constant wind, and therefore of the wind chimes. All day long, and sometimes all night. You wake up in the morning hearing the wooden chimes gurgle. In the beautiful afternoons, the music flows in and out, from one balcony to the other, all around the house, across the swaying curtains.

You can just be still and listen. You can just be.

1 comment:

Fingers said...

it's beautiful, yet at the same time it could get too much. sometimes i have to go and tie up my windchime :) i think the wind as well as the chime like to take a break from the ringing too

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