My girlfriend in North Carolina uses old CD's as scarecrows in her garden, rather than the traditional stuffed human effigies. I like these better. They sparkle in the sunlight, reflecting all kinds of surprising colors. They have a wonderful charm. I imagine their music and hear it playing in this private little spot, a clearing in the woods. I wonder if it would be even more helpful to add more CD's to the point where they become wind chimes? So we have real music instead of imaginary music. I've heard that wind chimes keep birds at bay.
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