Wind chimes

While sitting on my couch I could hear the faint sounds of my wind chimes. I hadn't really paid much attention, being winter and all, but at this moment it brought a memory to me. There are so many wives tales out there that I think I have my own. In the spring when I hear the birds singing and the chimes ringing, I smile because I know everything is going to wake up, starting to bloom and grow. The way the chime rings I know that the gentle breeze is blowing in newness. A new start for all things and people. Later in the season, early summer the chimes are more distinct, and with the way they clang I know a storms coming. There are even times I will walk out to the porch to just see the sky. Sometimes with this certain chime, you can smell the rain coming. I like this time of year. A little rain and thunder, just not the tornado kind. When that happens, the chimes seem to twist and not really match a pattern, its odd I know.
Now fall brings long, kind of flowing music as the wind blows the leaves, its like saying, time for the old to go to bring in the stillness of winter. Though there is a certain chime in winter, its a ding, a off muted sound. I think the chimes are like me, they dont sound or do as well in the cold weather.
I know this is a little strange even from me, but with each chime, ring, clang or a simple ding, it reminds me of the seasons.
There is a time and a season for everything, and my wind chimes remind me of this. I would have them all around my house but I'm sure it would drive my hubby nuts. I dont know if anyone will get anything out of this, but I do. I'm ready for the new chime of spring, starting anew brings much happiness to me, the chimes are music to my ears:)