December 1st brought us some sleet and snow showers. We actually had some huge, fluffy flakes too. Beautiful! It brings to mind one of my favorite poems which I will share below. The picture was taken several weeks ago at Newfound Gap. Blessings! ~ Nikki
Stopping By 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
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