I’ve developed an obsession with terrariums. They have the voyeur-charm of x-rays and ultrasounds, the beauty of glass, green, and soil, and the fantasy of a miniature earth. I looked up the definition of terrarium, and the webster website provided a list of similarly enchanting terms:
aquarium – a water-world
puparium – the outer shell of a fly
sacrarium – a sanctuary
samarium – a silvery-white, lustrous, and metallic element of the rare-earth group
solarium – a glass-enclosed porch
velarium – an awning over an amphitheater
Anyway, my fascination began when a miniature terrarium necklace was featured on etsy.com, and now I’m seeing them everywhere. I was particularly in love with a set of hanging terrariums made from repurposed light bulbs at the Habitat for Humanity Restore.
Yesterday, Stacy and I went on an adventure to Boulder, which involved climbing Green Mountain near Chattaqua, a huge salad from Whole Foods, and of course, a small trip to Goodwill. (I’ve mentioned this particular addiction in previous posts here and here.)
While the clothing racks don’t hold the same allure that they usually do (read: pregnant belly), I did find a gold mine of glassware – perfect for my repurposed sacrarium, solarium, terrarium. This morning, I looked up a little DIY instructional, and when I headed to the Depot to pick up shims, a mortice, and razor blades (those would be for Joshua), I also picked up pebbles, sand, spanish moss, potting soil, and succulents.
The following (and previous) photos are the products of my earthy exploits.