YOU MAY ALREADY BE A WINNER!
If they sold paint in the color the sky was this evening, I would storm the home stores and buy every can available. When I got home, the hatch of the Volvo bungee-corded down over the bulging shiny cans, I would break out the flat-handled wide brushes and cover every surface until my entire world reflected the pale blended swath of periwinkle-melon-lavender-rose-apricot-palebanana-eggshell-cornflower that lined the sky tonight. Not one cloud. The swath was a band around the world, a ribboned horizon-belt beneath a bowl of blue, highlighted with coral and gold by the sinking sun. I paid too much for...