Finials Of Broken Glass - Christmas Eve Votives
We’d stopped at an odd little shop stocked with junk, antiques, and whimsical garden ornaments. A wheelbarrow full of broken glass (at only $5 a pound) caught our eyes. The barrel seemed mainly full of glass finials, old doorknobs perhaps, or cabinet knobs. Some large, some small. Some with holes in their bottoms where the salvagers had carelessly torn them from their doors, others with uneven yet solid bottoms, some with chips on the sides or jagged edges. Some deep blue, with streaks of purple; others a light, flimsy gold, with yellow and green streaks that reflect the light. They all seemed luminous, charming, and spoke of a by-gone era, now discarded in a dirty wheelbarrow left outside and still wet from the previous day’s rain.
I paid $5 for a pound of broken glass and the half hour’s pleasure of sorting through various pieces of ragged, rough, broken finials. Marijane and I laughed and giggled, and brought some of the broken shards up to our eyes, to the light, to peer through and see the world differently.
I think the broken finials make some interesting candle votives.
Have your selves a Merry Christmas,