Years ago, hippie made three stained glass lamps. The first one he made was for our home in Cleveland. It was a medium sized one. It was tan and brownish colored. After our son had to go a year after he was born for surgery, we came home from the hospital and the lamp was laying on the kitchen table. Yikes, it was a good thing no one was sitting their at the time. He was always going to try to replace the pieces that were broken and re-do it but I think after 27 years, that's not going to happen. I don't have a picture of it.
The second one he made was for his parents. It was a smaller one. They used to have it hanging in the corner of their living room. When they both passed, we took it home with us. We now have it in our kitchen above the table.
The third one he made for my parents. It hung above their kitchen table. When we sold Mom's house, we took it down and brought it here. Eventually, I'd like hippie to take down the ceiling fan in the dining room and put it up.