How I Fell in Love with Wind Chimes: A Serendipitous Discovery

A classic car show in Tennessee sparked an unexpected passion. In Gatlinburg, a shop's massive wind chimes—deep, resonant, musically tuned—captivated me. We bought one. That was the beginning.

A Porch Symphony

Our big chimes hang east on the front porch. Country nights carry their sound far—neighbors love them, one falls asleep to them. I do too. Their gentle nocturnal music is pure serenity.

A Growing Collection

Dollar-store horse chimes tinkle on one corner; cow chimes (daughter's gift) on the other. Carousel horse chimes (husband's gift) welcome guests at the steps. Trees may be next. No turning back—I'm the "crazy wind chime lady" and proud.

Endless Variety

Classic, musical, butterfly/hummingbird light-up—styles for every taste. You don't need a collection to enjoy one. Visit WindChimesPlus for inspiration.

Wind chimes turn air into art. Let them sing in your garden.