My favorite globe broke. The actual globe was bigger than any of my others, had amazing reflective qualities, and worse yet, it wasn't mine. I was playing with the reflection of the mini pine cones and it rolled over a rock that made it literally "pop"! I sat there in shock as the water poured out. It smelled like rubbing alcohol and trouble. I broke the news to my friend, Traci, who didn't seem too mad, but I was both mad and sad. Thanks, Traci for sacrificing your globe for my project. I love you and this globe, and refuse to stop using it. For anyone counting this is #6.
