Luckily the Huntsman arrived at grandmama's cottage in time to save Little Red Riding Hood from the big, bad squirrel. But he was more pleased when he discovered that her grandmama, his dear friend, was still safe and only locked away in her wardrobe. With a subtle smile and a quick wink she promised him that later he'd have a tasty squirrel stew for dinner.
I love the drawing. The body of the huntsman is so realistic, especially!
Posted by: Susan | March 04, 2008 at 09:00 PM
Hello! I found your blog from Feeling Stitchy. I love your aesthetic.
Posted by: Beetlegirl | March 05, 2008 at 10:59 AM
Little red ridding hood. I remember doing this in a one-room school house in first grade in West EAton, N.Y. and I loved it then, and still love it. I love the huntsman and grand mother.
margaret d. kelly
Posted by: margaret d. kelly | September 27, 2008 at 07:47 PM