The hard part is to get just the right amount of glue on the marble and the right temp. to keep the glass.
" WITH EVERY BREATH I PLANT THE SEEDS OF DEVOTION. I AM A FARMER OF THE HEART" In the course of Urban life there are those of us with a Farmers Heart. We have a love affair with nature. In Urban life, nature is sometimes junk and what to make of this unsightly junk mixing it with plants and flowers, reclaiming it as new furniture with a slight twist. Industral Factory worker by night, painter, planter, junkster by day and, now entering the early morning blogger seen.
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