Well, I tried! I arrived at the Howard County Living Farm Heritage Museum on a misty, cloudy morning with hopes that the weather would clear early and there’d be some sun. The grounds were just lovely, though, in the cool light, with the distant trees only smudges against the horizon and the puddles reflecting the clouds scudding across the sky. I drove down the back road to a spot I’d picked out on an earlier reconnaissance, and set up to paint. Almost immediately the mist became something more like a very light rain, but, not to be denied, I went back to the car and got my Guerilla Painter umbrella. “Ha!” I said, as I drove it into the ground. That worked well for about 10 minutes, when a little breeze kicked in and began driving the light (but wet) mist/rain up under the umbrella and onto my painting surface. Golly, OK, I get the message. At that point I gave up and packed it in. No painting to show for the morning: I barely got the drawing and first layer down.