If I could send my Dad a card then this would be it. He had an allotment when I was young and grew all of his own vegetables. He’d of loved this card.
When Dad wasn’t at work he was at the allotment, mam used to put up a flask of coffee for him and I would run up with it, I often dropped the flasks and recall my Mam warning me one day not to drop it, of course I did and was frightened to go back home but Dad told me to say nothing and he took the blame for it. Ha ha I could wrap him round my finger but I worshipped him all the same.
I remember when he bought some chickens, he was to fatten them up and we would have them to eat when they were fat enough, each week he would be asked if they were ready but of course he made the big mistake of giving them names and looked on them as pets, he spent hours making crowdy for them to eat to fatten them up but I don’t think we ever got to eat one.
I could go on for hours about my Dad but I’m sure you want to know about the card.
I coloured it with Copic markers and prisma pencils.
I also made all of the embellishments
The little potato sack was sewn from a piece of sacking and the plant markers made from scraps of card.
now the carrots were a labour of love made by quilling paper then coloured up.
I thoroughly enjoyed making this card up, partly because I reminisced all the way through making it.