The Plated Glass was a doomsday device for poor little Dirk. It was only a matter of time before he punched a hole through and bled out- seriously- that was what I was envisioning. So my Mom suggested to remove the doors. GENIUS idea! So the before picture is when we had literally just moved in to the house. And the after is now filled with my treasures- painted glass baby food jars, Clive Cussler Books(where Dirk got his name), cake stands,and the frame wreath for our front door. Not too shabby if I do say myself. : )
