I love these bottles, especially the rose-colored ones. Color is best consumed in every possible shade and life is best consumed the same way. That’s my position, anyway.

As I tell my students, life isn’t all that fragile, not really. Certainly not as fragile as these glass bottles. Look around. I know people who take so many blows I wonder how they’re still standing. And yet, they are, as ramrod straight as these bottles; some of them are living lives just this colorful, too.

Yeah, they look like bottles to most people, but to me, they look like life.

Of course, as much as I loved them, I couldn’t think of any use for them–they’re just decorative–so when I saw them in a shop, I admired, shot a photo and moved on.

There’s way too much decor in my home already, although these would completely fit in.

So, maybe you can suggest a cool use for them?