This card is for the Teapotters Challenge. Bob and Carolyn have been in the city since Bob's emergency surgery and are missing their country home. I decided to give them a front porch to sit in the swing and enjoy the fall weather.
Registered: December 4, 2009 Location: Southern Utah's Dixie Posts: 20558
Tue, Nov 06, 2012 @ 6:12 AM
Nothing better than a swing on the front porch for sitting back and watching the world go by, I love it! I'm sure the Mitchell's will be able to see themselves in the swing!
Registered: March 24, 2006 Location: Deep in the Heart of TEXAS Posts: 15980
Tue, Nov 06, 2012 @ 6:39 AM
Tina, a great place to be on a beautiful day that the Lord has made!! Love that image!!
------------------------------ Phyllis Young at heart, slightly older in other parts. We really never grow up, we just learn how to act in public!! What if you woke up today with only what you had thanked God for yesterday??
Registered: November 17, 2006 Location: Nanaimo, British Columbia Posts: 52798
Tue, Nov 06, 2012 @ 8:06 AM
What a lovely image, Tina.. what better place to be - sitting on the front porch swing - taking in the beautiful scenery... love it and so will Bob... tfs
Hugs..Pat
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Registered: July 27, 2007 Location: Dublin, Ireland Posts: 132005
Tue, Nov 06, 2012 @ 9:27 AM
That's certainly a great masculine card. And I am sure Bob will need to rest a bit while he recuperates, so what could be better than a swing with a view.
Registered: October 21, 2010 Location: in the okanagan in b.c. canada Posts: 13012
Tue, Nov 06, 2012 @ 9:44 AM
What a thoughtful and beautiful idea. This porch looks so warm and inviting too. Love how you kept it simple...Bob will so love this...TFS..:0)
------------------------------ 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.