A Tale of Two Planters

It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. It was the age of two ceramic planters getting blown over by the wind repeatedly and how their owner became a master of super gluing stuff back together.

I for one did not believe that an average wind would be enough to knock over heavy pottery with a low center of gravity. I would still be skeptical if it had not happened to me on three separate occasions.

The aforementioned planters are the ones selected to hold our topiaries by the door; the topiaries are there to prevent peeping Toms from the sidewalk being able to see into our living room. You've seen them before:

Maybe only one of them looks broken, but they've both been broken at least once.

That's its best side.

This story has several morals:

• Never underestimate Mother Nature. She ain't playing around.
• Never underestimate Gorilla Glue. Each time a planter broke, it had new fissures; the old glued ones were holding strong.
• The key to rebuilding something that has broken into a million pieces is washi tape.
• You will cut yourself. 

Last and most importantly:

•  Fill the planter with something heavy. We chose pea gravel after longer than I care to admit. Since adding the extra weight, these bad boys haven't gone anywhere.