In whatever era we live in (Modern, Post-Modern, Post-Post-Modern, Quantum Futurness to the 12th Power), there's little room for creativity involving teddybears and their noontime forest activities.

Or maybe its just that, in such a low economic time, the teddybears couldn't afford a picnic.

Or maybe its that the teddybears are using the forest as a headquarters for plotting their world domination--a tyrannical government ruled through fear and cuddli-wuddli-ness.  

Or maybe it's just that a checkered blanket and picnic basket were overreaching my drawing abilities and activity level.

One of those... Anyway, the result of a long hiatus is actually the result of finishing an unfinished teddy bear comic. Go figure.