As a toddler, my husband received this silver fork and spoon from his grandparents. His name is engraved on the handles. Rather than let the pieces languish in a drawer, I found a shadowbox, covered the back with coffee-coloured moiré fabric and mounted the cutlery with a little hot glue.
I'm all for simple and this is it. Hanging on the dining room wall next to a framed piece of tatting, this speaks to me of family, of heritage and of beloved people passed into the next life.