Many generations have passed since Peter Cottontail raided Mr. McGregors garden. However Peter stays well known in the family and Peter Joseph Cottontail heard about the teapotters celebrating Beatrix Potter's birthday and he dressed up in his great great..(well too many greats to list) grandfather's coat and sent me his picture and this quote..so I added the bg and Voila!.. this card is made!
Date: Thursday, July 30, 2015 GMT Views: 348
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Registered: July 27, 2007 Location: Dublin, Ireland Posts: 132008
Thu, Jul 30, 2015 @ 6:31 AM
I knew when I saw the thumbnail just now that this had to be your tickle card. Clothes certainly do get passed down the generations, I have (and have worn) a dress of my grandmother's, and several of my mothers. I guess Peter Joseph wants to stay bright-eyed and bushy-tailed and that's why he prefers carrots to lettuce .
Registered: December 24, 2007 Location: Posts: 12163
Thu, Jul 30, 2015 @ 5:44 PM
Super...Love the duds...even if they are old...but they look well cared for...colours are still nice and bright...I'm sure he will enjoy his visit and Tea with the Potters!!
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Registered: October 21, 2010 Location: in the okanagan in b.c. canada Posts: 13012
Mon, Aug 03, 2015 @ 5:55 PM
HOw handsome he is in that great-great.....um....great handed down jackets, I think that tradition is so cool, those and pocket watches, as I bet he has in his pocket....rabits are never late for anything. Super fun carrot bg and fun expression with your soft coloring...He is so fast I bet he is hare today and gone tommorrow, into someones mailbox...;0)..he-he...TFS
------------------------------ We as people are raindrops of colorful ink , falling down Crisp and Clear, each a different shade more vibrant then the last, but once we realize at the bottom of an endless abyss we all fall into the same inkpot forming one color, only then can we come together as one My son.