It was only a matter of time. The painters have done such a good job. But stuff happens. This morning my painters arrived with 2 more gallons of stain/paint as the fence is simply sucking it up like a sponge (speaking of my aching checking account....) And then the inevitable happened. Painter Jr. kicked the bucket. Literally -- well it was an accident of course...but 2 gallons of yellow paint rolled down the yard. I managed to catch a pic as he was hosing it off - this is what is left - I can't imagine what it DID look like. And yes...Painter Sr. just left for the paint store and I'm hunting for my checkbook...Oh crap on a crutch!