Isn't it darling? I couldn't resist it AND it was on sale (how could anyone pass up an orange mushroom? Really, people. Your loss.) Very Mary packed it like a treasure from the Sierra Madre. She's good. And it's now hanging on the wall in Lily's room. I ticks rather loudly but I like that. It makes it seem like an old grandfather clock in an old established, cozy house. Except it's an orange mushroom. If you see what I mean.