This time of year living in Iowa ain't so bad. What with sweet corn and fresh tomatoes, it's easy to forget we are heading toward fall, then winter. Our neighbor keeps us in fresh tomatoes. Jim said yesterday, I keep seeing your paintings in the fridge. (I think he meant the subject matter, not the paintings, although I can be absent-minded!).
They say write what you know, I guess maybe it's paint what you eat?
Tomatoes on Towel, Watercolor