it was a glorious blue sky morning with
temperatures in the fifties
as snickers and I took off for our walk
it wasn't snowing
and it wasn't evening
words from long ago
rang in my ears
a bed of pine needles
frosty
thawing
stopping by the woods on a snowy evening
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
Robert Frost
trails and paths
twists and turns
fresh crisp air
joy
the road toward home
miles to go before we sleep
miles to go before we sleep
tonight the snow arrives
January12, 2012
5 comments:
This was so beautiful...the pictures, the prose by Robert Frost and your lown lovely prose. You have a lovely place to walk!
love the sunlight streaming thru the trees. good luck with the snow!
Yesterday was so gorgeous. Hard to believe it was so springlike in January. Writing this as I look out at the snow falling....such a contrast from the past two days..
Lovely post, my friend.
Thank you for your wonderful comment Lynne...I'm over the moon about the soup!! :)
Frosts poem fits your ramble perfectly. We actually had our first snow today...it's lovely!
Continued good wishes for the New Year!
xo J~
Our snow has come too...I love it!!! Your images are beautiful...a walk in the woods will fix anything...pure joy. xoxoox Love your sweet blog.
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