Wow, it's hard to think of some tonight, even though I had a good day.

There was a wind chime on my grandparents' property that was shaped like a pyramid, instead of the traditional cylinders. It had more of a gong sound. They lived in the pacific coastal forest. I blazed a trail through their property one summer, and discovered a small creek. I sat on the bank, and could hear the wind chime way off in the distance. Peaceful solitude in my own personal paradise.