This guy was siting at the top of a tiny post that was at least 7 feet (2 m) off the ground. I must have taken ten photographs and nothing fazed him…he just sat there…waiting…patiently…deigning—occasionally—to look at me with his regal gaze. I, of course, felt grateful that his majesty did notice me and pose so daintily for the camera.
More photos from the sleighs day at Old Sturbridge Village. I hope you enjoy them…
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Before viewing the photographs, I would also like to invite you to visit the poetry blog, the Book of Pain. As always, special thanks to my dearest spouse Lyn, who does most of the hard part: the photos selection. Thank you for dropping by the Book of Bokeh.
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