Clay Chime

There's a new addition hanging from the old, garden apple tree. First of all, it's only new to the tree. It's been dangling inside, on the summer porch, for quite a few years now. As you can see, it's a combination home for my feathered friends and wind chime, made by the artistic hands of Elenka. But I was thinking; I do that a lot. In real windy times, when the chimes are more than a playin', how's a family to 'weather the storm' with all that racket? Maybe the idea of trying to blend a new home and some cheerful music might not be the best of ideas. As for a new flock's arrival, it'll have to wait for the  spring, and that's ways off at this point. However, September breezes will bring tuneful sounds to the garden, I hope. Of course, this addition will be in competition with at least two other noisemakers. Remember, my spoon chime resides up here too. There is also one that used to hangout in J's room, that now hangs nearby. So, I hope these contrivances might add some slightly symphonic or at least calliopic resonances up here. Hey, I think I might have just created a new word there. Have I engineered the word calliope into an adjective? Do I ever cease to amaze? You be the judge.