Unpainting

The day dawned a lot more pleasant than yesterday and as my beautiful girl trundled off to work I wandered up the hill with the mad mudhounds. Talisker the bewildered loves running around up there, but gets too hot. Today he lay down to cool off in what can only be described as a swamp. The git.
I trundled off to my work and did a bit more on the bathroom fit that I am working on, before home to walk the dogs again and head to town with the wifeycle.
I spotted this bit of wood which is slowly becoming unpainted as the wind blown rain washes it clean...