'Tis the eve of Mothers' Day here in Australia; however in defiance of that auspicious date I have decided to create a post on a card that I made for my spirited dad back in March. He is now the spritely age of 83. Hard to imagine.
The more astute and regular followers of my blog will have gathered by now that I love a good novelty card. The idea that "mere" (an adjective I do not use lightly when it comes to my favourite medium) papier can made to act in the way of sturdier, metal, mechanical devices will always amaze me. And like the proverbial red rag to a bull (who are by the way colour-blind) these projects set for me a task that must be chased down.
Once I had mastered the technique of the waterfall card, I sat down and made a set of identical base cards. Which is probably why the above card looks so familiar. Its siblings have made previous appearances.