I've never noticed a wind chime before.
Sure, you see them sometimes and hear the noise. . . most often in the middle of browsing the isles of local shopping centers.
But i don't think i've ever just been sitting somewhere and thought "oh what a beautiful noise that wind chime is making"
Now, it is 12 am and i am laying in bed at my parent's house when i heard the music escaping those medal bars. I can't see it and i don't know what kind of animal or shape is decorating those chimes, but the music is so subtle in the winter breeze. Normally the noise brings back thoughts of summer, but in these chilly days i imagine the ice siccles that will embed the noise through the days to come and apprieciate the slumber the music helps envelope me with