This time when we were shopping, nothing looked good enough to paint. I made a comment to that effect, but my husband wouldn't let me get off that easy. He picked up a bunch of carrots and said "here".
At home I wandered around the house looking for a basket or something to put the carrots on or in, but nothing was looking right. I had a couple of things in my hands, and set them down for a second, then thought, oh that's perfect. The basket and the way the carrots laid in front of it. But it was right on top of my paint box, with everything I needed inside.