Urn with flowers

I've had this beautiful urn and its matching pedestal for many years now. It used to make me a bit nervous when looking at it; a large, heavy, fragile object perched precariously atop a thin, narrow pedestal, waiting to be knocked over by any one of a number of boys that seemed to be always tearing about the house. Somehow, it survived unscathed, and now enjoys this peaceful corner in my new dining room. I glanced up from where I was seated this morning to witness this fleeting moment of sunshine casting lovely shadows across the urn and wall.