Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Where Oh Where Has My Wind Chime Gone?


So, I was out watering the few plants still outside this morning and noticed that one of my wind chimes is missing. It's not really one of my favorites, but a golf gal pal made it for me (it's actually the ugliest one I have) so I've been looking around to see if it had fallen to the ground somewhere. That tends to happen a lot when the West Texas winds really get going. You never know where things left outside might end up. Why, they might even end up in Lamesa which is 45 miles west of here, then again it might just blow back into town the next time the wind blows. That's how crazy it can get out here during high winds. Being the true flatlands, there is just nothing to break the wind (a little play on words there).... like hills, mountains, valleys, rivers, whatever.



Anyway, I was about to give up my search when I just happened to look up at a plane that was flying overhead and there it was in all its sad glory, hanging from the limb of a Live Oak tree. Apparently, the wind had been blowing hard enough to swing the odd, crudely made wind chime from its original hook, defying gravity and wrapping several times around the tree limb. Just another oddity in what I call my daily life.





Oh, and did I mention that after 24 years of having a Shake (wood shingle) roof, we changed to a composite when we got the new roof several months ago? Now, the Live Oaks dropping acorns on the roof sounds like World War III is going on outside. It never dawned on me that there would be such a difference, but it IS LOUD! Of course, Mr. Snoots is mostly deaf, so he thinks I'm nuts since he can't hear it. *Sigh...*






And did I ever mention how much I HATE Live Oaks? They do nothing but shed leaves and acorns and it's a constant mess to clean up. When we eventually move, I don't ever want to see another Live Oak. I might not even want to see another tree. Period. Ever.



Frankly, this is only fueling the fire inside me that I need in order to get this house ready for putting on the market. Although a gargantuan project, I now have a huge fire in my belly to get the Hell out of here....

8 comments:

Clippy Mat said...

ooh exciting. moving that is. i wonder if you will, or if the mood will pass??
keep us posted.
:-)

Mental P Mama said...

I think the Balloon Boy must have grabbed that wind chime as he sailed by...my house is on the market, too;) I cannot wait to see where I end up!

The Incredible Woody said...

Live oaks sure are pretty to look at - in someone else's yard:)

At our old house, we had close to 50 huge red oak trees. Leaves, sticks, acorns, couldn't grow grass to save my life - Damn, I'm glad to be gone!!

Flea said...

While I loved the Live Oaks in my Florida yard, I don't miss Florida one little bit. So you're moving to Tulsa, right? You and MPM?

Daryl said...

I just sold our Florida condo .. I am looking forward to closing on Dec 15 WOOT

imbeingheldhostage said...

Oh, I'm loving my oaks and the challenge they offer in raking. I did grow up in desert though, so it may take a few years for me to catch on :-)

Janie at Sounding Forth said...

I met your neighbor the other day (not the alien) at the Sparks election party.

She's sweet, y'all gotta hook up.

imom said...

Gah! I was like that with the trees at our old house. Fir tree needles and dirt got into everything! We made sure our new house didn't have any fir trees in or over our yard. Our house is a lot cleaner than our old one!

 

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