I'm almost finished reliving our brief Williamsburg vacation through photos. Almost, because there are a lot of clicks that hoped to become photographic magic, but they lost their lustre between sight and snap.
Ya liked wearing his Colonial cap for the day. I was shocked and stoked at the same time. He never humors my desires to get him into a head covering of any kind (unless it's raining, then he's adamantly proclaiming that he must have his hood up).
At the plantation, he tried to lug a water bucket to the well. I swear it weighed no less than 20 pounds without water. Ugggh. And I've no idea what that block he's leaning on really is, though I suspect it's the precursor to a hammer used to split wood (in conjunction with a metal sliver). And all work and no play is no fun, so he spent a little time playing his hand.
At the plantation, he tried to lug a water bucket to the well. I swear it weighed no less than 20 pounds without water. Ugggh. And I've no idea what that block he's leaning on really is, though I suspect it's the precursor to a hammer used to split wood (in conjunction with a metal sliver). And all work and no play is no fun, so he spent a little time playing his hand.
3 comments:
What great pictures! Isn't it amazing how a simple prop can add so much to a black and white photograph.
He's a colonial natural! :)
Fantastic photos! That second one is truly priceless!
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