Saturday, January 3, 2009

Happy 2009 to All!

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-1874-1963

antique surrey in snowy woods_rRose


gina said...

oh what a cold but beautiful snowy photo!! happy new year to you!!

Kathi said...

Beautiful picture, and beautiful pairing of the Robert Frost with it!
Happy New Year!