This little bear was sitting on the old stone wall surrounding Whitby Abbey, in Whitby, England. He had been there for some time… looking as if he’s weathered a few rainstorms. We spotted him as we were getting ready to leave and take the train back to York, and of course, I fell in love immediately! I took him down, brushed him off, and told my husband I wanted to take him with us! And then, very kindly – my hubby wondered outloud what would happen if perhaps the child who had left him behind came back to find him, and couldn’t? How sad that would be.
Of course, I couldn’t possibly take him then. He was waiting for someone else to return… not me. :) So I carefully put him back where I had found him, and snapped this picture to take as a memory instead. I do so hope his owner came back for him.