VISITING ANOTHER YARD

This afternoon my hubby and I went over to visit some friends. The people we went to visit have a lot of land, mainly woods. Their yard is full of flower beds, bird feeders, and naturally bird houses. (Gee, that sounds a lot like our backyard!) Sitting on the back porch, I happened to notice several wind chimes hanging from different trees that line the yard. When the men went to “check out a chain saw“, I asked about all the wind chimes. And the answer surprised me. Their kids keep giving them to them for gifts.

Seems their daughter gives them bamboo while the sons give them metal ones. Now our friends like things quiet and relaxing, as do we. So they prefer the bamboo. They don’t stand out at all, in fact you have to really look to see them. Where the metal ones really stick out. When you think about it, yeah, metal against the woods would kind of stand out. But the bamboo wind chimes did really blend in. And the noise the metal ones make kept chasing the birds away! That was why all the metal wind chimes were closer to their vegetable garden. They not only chased birds but other creatures well.

All the bamboo wind chimes were closer to the house and mixed in among the feeders and bird houses. I noticed that even when the wind blow, the birds didn’t take off. And you really had to listen for the sound of the bamboo wind chimes. The sound was there, but it sounded so natural. Not man made. It was a very pleasant sound, relaxing and refreshing.

While us gals were talking about wind chimes, the guys were actually talking about metal detectors. Seems you can get a really nice one and they aren’t that expensive. My hubby was shown a lot of trinkets: old keys, some old car parts, a jar filed with coins (both new and not so new), and even some broken jewelry. All of it gotten with the metal detector. My hubby now wants one. And he got very specific with the kind he plans to get. Our friends have a Bounty Hunter metal detector, so my hubby has to have one just like it. At least until he gets the hang of using one, then he will want a bigger more expansive one.

All in all, we had a nice visit. It was nice to get away from the house for a while. But I am glad to be back home. Funny isn’t it, you can’t wait to go out, to get away, to be somewhere different. But once you are there, you can’t wait to get home again. I guess that old saying is true, “Home is where the heart is.” I love living in the country and this house is home.