Driving through the fog and rain in Sister Bay last night, I thought a bug or shiny tangible object had flown through my side window without a sound. I literally searched the cabin with my suspicious eyes, but, shock…are you ready for it?…it was a RAY OF SUNSHINE! I immediately pulled over, believing Ra himself had summoned me to paint! Then, realizing it was 8PM, the God of Pessimism (Dick Cheney?) won out and I wolfed down a pulled pork sandwich instead. Reason proved me wrong, for when I finished eating, an hour later, the sky was blazing with color! Lesson: BE AN OPTOMIST. Remember, everyone is smiling in Wisconsin, so they know something I don’t.