Wednesday, October 03, 2012
CLANG
Reprint from April of this year:
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The neighbor to the north seems to love wind as much as I hate it. Every window and door on her house has two or three hanging wind-chimes. (13 separate chimes on the side facing me!) Whenever the wind reaches 20 MPH, a discordant set of pings and dings fills the area.
Last week she installed a purely ornamental windmill, about 10 feet high and made of metal and plastic. My first thought was "That ain't gonna last."
Sure enough. This morning a sudden gustfront came through:
and in the middle of it, above the chimes, I heard a big CREAK! CLANK!
The silly decoration is down. Doesn't appear to have hit anything.... I was sort of hoping it would pull down a few of the chimes when it dropped.
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Next morning: She put it back up, but several of its fan blades are bent. It'll be interesting to watch the dumb thing deteriorate one fall at a time. (A symbolic echo of big-time wind "power" disintegrating!) = = = = = = = = =END APRIL REPRINT October: Yup. The dumb thing has fallen three or four times since then, bending the blades more each time. Yesterday's windstorm made it almost unturnable, but the neighbor doesn't seem to notice the sound. Here's a minute of the blades hitting the tower, as heard from my back door in a breeze that probably ranged from 10 to 20 during the recording. Clang! [Tech note: the constant super-high 'tinnitus' on this recording is not coming from anything outside; it's just an artifact of the old laptop I used as a recorder.]
Last week she installed a purely ornamental windmill, about 10 feet high and made of metal and plastic. My first thought was "That ain't gonna last."
Sure enough. This morning a sudden gustfront came through:
and in the middle of it, above the chimes, I heard a big CREAK! CLANK!
The silly decoration is down. Doesn't appear to have hit anything.... I was sort of hoping it would pull down a few of the chimes when it dropped.
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Next morning: She put it back up, but several of its fan blades are bent. It'll be interesting to watch the dumb thing deteriorate one fall at a time. (A symbolic echo of big-time wind "power" disintegrating!) = = = = = = = = =END APRIL REPRINT October: Yup. The dumb thing has fallen three or four times since then, bending the blades more each time. Yesterday's windstorm made it almost unturnable, but the neighbor doesn't seem to notice the sound. Here's a minute of the blades hitting the tower, as heard from my back door in a breeze that probably ranged from 10 to 20 during the recording. Clang! [Tech note: the constant super-high 'tinnitus' on this recording is not coming from anything outside; it's just an artifact of the old laptop I used as a recorder.]
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