Two weekends ago, I was at the Quaker Cemetery. Outside of the meeting house, there was this moat made of broken glass shards. Clear glass, amber glass, green glass — it all looked so sparkly and I had an "Ooooh, pretty colorssss" moment, forgetting all about the demons camping out behind me in the decrepit stone meeting house.
For awhile, constructing my own pretty jagged glass moat around the front of my own house seemed like a really brilliant idea. But then I remembered that glass can sometimes be dangerous.
I guess this picture will have to suffice, until the day I live in a house without a small child. Then I’ll have my moat and you all can come wade in it.
I have borrowed a Holga for the week! I can’t wait to see what comes of this.
You’ll love it.
What a gorgeous photo, Erin.
Thanks! I like it a lot. :)
glass moat, eh?
BRILLIANT? I thought so too. :)
i’m reiterating!!!! b/c it’s true.
i want you to do it.
Will you be the first to wade?
well– who do you want to go first me OR WADE?!@
should we have a dance-off to see???!!??!
Yes, and in this dance-off, you must give your best impression of glass.
i can dig it.
there are glass bowls, you know. i think i can feel the pain of a broken bowl!?@?@ just sayin’.