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Wind chimes are wonderful. I have one lot by the back door, and some I made myself (out of old plumbing pipes) in the wood.
When it snows, which is admittedly very rare in the UK, and there's a bit of a breeze, it's like walking through the wardrobe into Narnia.

Camy, I hadn't thought of this until just now when I read your comment. At this point in my life, it's like I'm walking through a doorway into another dimension, almost a whole new life, and the windchime is like a tangible symbol of that, marking the passage and welcoming me home. Thanks. :)

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