It Could Have Gone Either Way
Quite a few years ago my cousin, Jan, added to our garden art. Jan frequents garage sales looking for attractive pieces of glassware. The glass tower was set out about a month ago in a protected area. You never know what the cats will attack, or brush up against. In time, as I walked past the tower, I noticed it was leaning. The clear glass plate under the entire tower was cracked to the degree that there was separation of the pieces of glass. Not knowing what to do, we just laid it on it’s side to give it a good thinking.
On a trip to Mankato, I purchased a 10 lb. bag of concrete mix at Lowe’s. Wednesday I decided to tackle the project. I used a plastic tray that often can be found catching the extra water when watering potted plants. I sprayed the tray heavily with Pam. As I stirred water into my ice cream pail of cement powder, I also added some paint. As I lifted the tower over the wet cement to set it in, I made sure to twist and turn it, to make sure it was sitting on the bottom of the wet cement.
Over the last three days, I have been patiently watching as the concrete turned colors during the hardening process. This morning was the proof of the project. Dennis took a hold of the piece of glassware closest to the concrete and lifted up. Wonder of wonders, the plastic tray stayed on the table top and the glass tower was ready to be returned to the designated plot of plants. Dennis did remind me that when I move the tower or get it ready to be put away in the fall of the year, it will need to be picked up at its base. Doing it any other way, the weight of the base would put too much stress on the remaining pieces of glass that are glued together.
As I said, it could have gone either way. I would have been so sad, if one morning, I would have gone out with my cup of coffee to do my garden stroll and had seen nothing but broken glass of what had been such a beautiful, meaningful gift.