Poems and Thoughts    by Frank Maurer

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The Inside Windchime. When I discovered the magic and joy of windchimes, I collected several : a deep booming one from Germany, A triangular one with three tones, the steel of which came from old Maine ships. And, of course, the one with the vibrating, organ-like long pipes. For several years I loved my chimes out by my window. Then, somehow, a lovely brass set arrived in the mail. And I decided to hang it inside by my kitchen entrance. As I walked by, I would stroke the pipes and elicit lovely, brief harmony. Then summer hit with 100 degrees F temperatures. I purchased a large floor fan, serendipitously aimed toward my chimes. Guess what? I have 'artificial wind' aimed at my chimes, Resulting in a constant chiming inside my home! I recommend such a set-up to anyone to accomplish The cooling of the house as well as the music of the muses! Such joy prevails from a basic necessity, melding into a sweet concert. (This summer,so far, I have used my AC twice, carefully situated in the house.) Frank Maurer 9 August 2023 1000 Hours.