AUTUMN
DECEMBER 2012

January 31, 2011

WORDS

 a poem for today . . .











Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.








My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake








The woods are lovely, dark and deep.

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.


Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost
    
happy day!


6 comments:

Aisling said...

Always a lovely poem to read, and here is it so beautifully illustrated by your photos!

Kit said...

Love love love it! So perfect too, we got another 6 inches of snow yesterday. So very lovely! Kit

Deborah Jean said...

Love this! And too funny about the " February quote we chose!

Great minds for sure! What else are we New Englanders going to focus on as we continue to be " homebodies" with all this snow? :)
We must keep celebrating winter!

Deb

marcia said...

Thanks everyone.

And I have decided to live IN the moment and SAVOR the season instead of wishing it away all too soon, even though it makes it all the more difficult with animal chores :)

happy day!

Valarie said...

Just beautiful. I love this poem and I really like your snowflake. It looks great. :)

Lisa said...

Beautiful, thank you!