I am prompted to write this following a strange happening
yesterday. It is winter in the Eastern
Cape , and it had been raining for much of the morning
and the previous night, but in the afternoon the wind had dropped to a serene
calm – not enough to stir the wind chimes on my porch. I was watching one of
the few local satellite Olympics channels, when the wind chimes started ringing
out their music – something these particular chimes had not done for many a
day, since the sail and clapper had been missing for some time. I decided to
investigate this weird occurrence and peered out through the window.