Remember the chicken planter my daughter and son-in-law gave me when I came home from the hospital? I love it. I really do. When they gave it to me, my daughter said, "Mom, you'll probably want to paint it". Well, she was right. The more I looked at her (the chicken) the more I was picturing her as a solid color. Yup, that works. She's coordinating with the lantern and table (it has black legs). It's a good thing I always have spray paint on hand.