Three things

This spoon kills me.

 It's the simple things in life sometimes. A spoon. So basic. One of our first learning tools as babies. This old antique spoon was yelling for me from an old box in a wonderful store. Look at all the detail in the design. The flowers are exquisite! Who ate with this spoon? Did it see a lot of oatmeal or was it more of a bisque kind of household?


It even defies gravity: