Strawberries are fresh at the Farmers' markets again (well, actually they are fresh year round in southern California). Early in the season the are larger and sweeter. Yum. This morning I washed a few to add to my oatmeal and yogurt and placed them on a plaid napkin. I picked up my sketchbook instead of eating breakfast. It's the everyday things that inspire me to paint. Now that the sketch is dry, the strawberries are in my tummy.