My collection of empty wine bottles is screaming to know their fate—a bottle tree or a whimsical room divider or what have you—but I allow the bottles to sit, abandoned, in the workroom. It’s simply for want of the right tools, the right ideas, the inclination, and energy to begin. And, then, the discipline and stamina to finish.
That’s what’s keeping those wine bottles in a constant state of angst.
you could build a box and concrete them together….