I have always liked the poems of Robert Frost, like you, and we even visited his former home on a road trip. I am a bit envious of your snow and waiting till we get our first significant snowfall.
What gorgeous photos, Red! I appreciate the Robert Frost reference, too. You inverted the word order in your title. The opening lines of “Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening” are:
Whose woods these are I think I know, His house is in th village though....
This post reminded me of being a child and being outside in the fresh snow. It was so still that it actually sometimes scared me a little. We've got snow coming this week. I will try my best to remember Robert Frost and the awesome silence of the snow. That being said, I'll probably just whine a lot because my feet are cold.
I read Robert Frost's poem when I was in high school living in Hawaii. It was hard to imagine that snowy peace, the cold, the beauty. After living in Illinois for over 35 years, I can now imagine Frost's words clearly. How lucky you are to live so close to such beautiful woods.
I didn't know that poem but your post prompted me to google it. Great, isn't it? We could do with a few more woods round here. Lots of fields and lots of trees but nothing big enough to call itself a wood!
Red, these are gorgeous photos! I agree with you about Robert Frost. He has always been among my favorite poets.
ReplyDeleteThankyou. we had just had some fresh snow.
DeleteI have always liked the poems of Robert Frost, like you, and we even visited his former home on a road trip. I am a bit envious of your snow and waiting till we get our first significant snowfall.
ReplyDeleteWe had just had some fresh snow so things look good.
DeleteBrrrr! That looks chilly Red. I bet you had a Red nose.
ReplyDeleteSorry, it's not chilly. I would describe it as a pleasant day.
DeleteAnd I would describe your nose as a tomato.
DeleteI like snow when it is covering nature as in the woods. In cities it always becomes a melted mess.
ReplyDeleteYes, I could show you a melted mess. They put a mixture of salt and sand on the road so it's a mess.
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ReplyDeleteWow, you have had a lot of snow there. I have not seen flurries yet. The forest views are beautiful, nice walk. Take care, enjoy your weekend!
This snow is about average for us. We'd just had a snowfall so things still looked pretty good.
DeleteSpeaking of Robert, the woods are a bit frosty. :)
ReplyDeleteWell, there was lots of new snow.
DeleteVery nice pictures. I especially like the first one with fresh snow on the fence.
ReplyDeleteYes, the fence was catching some bright sunlight.
DeletePretty pictures. I love that poem too.
ReplyDeleteI used this poem with my middle school kids.
DeleteWhat a lovely, snowy walk you had there. It looks beautiful and very quiet. Thank you for reminding me of Robert Frost's poems.
ReplyDeleteIt was a quiet day. I met only three people in the woods.
DeleteOne of my favorite poems. I used to be able to recite it, but I'm not sure I remember it all now!
ReplyDeleterhymeswithplaque pointed out that I had not copied the line correctly.
DeleteIsn't it beautiful??!!! I love every season. Especially, at the beginning of it!
ReplyDeleteYes, the seasons do tend to get draggy towards the end.
DeletePleasant and cold. Then again, if Canadians are going to walk in winter, cold is part of the bargain.
ReplyDeleteCold is part of the bargain but we are used to cold and know how to dress for it.
DeleteThat does look pleasant - you could use some cross country skis! The snow looks pretty - as long as I don't have to drive in it! :)
ReplyDeleteI sold my cross country skis when I turned eighty. I did a lot of cross country skiing.
DeleteBeautiful photos, Red. Years ago I lived about a mile from Robert Frost's house in Derry, New Hampshire. Used to pass it everyday on the way to work.
ReplyDeleteWell , that's really cool. Robert Frost was an interesting character.
DeleteI think you've shown us some of those scenes before, but without the snow. I like it with and without. Have a good weekend.
ReplyDeleteThis is one of my favorite places to take photos. You're right you've seen photos from this area.
DeleteWhat gorgeous photos, Red! I appreciate the Robert Frost reference, too. You inverted the word order in your title. The opening lines of “Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening” are:
ReplyDeleteWhose woods these are I think I know,
His house is in th village though....
Good eye. I would never have noticed. This is one of my favorite places to take photos.
DeleteA great poet and a lovely walk.
ReplyDeleteSince I like snow and being out doors this poem appeals to me.
DeleteBeautiful! And I love that poem also.
ReplyDeleteThis are is less than a kilometer from my house. I'm lucky.
DeleteLovely and snowy!
ReplyDeleteThis post reminded me of being a child and being outside in the fresh snow. It was so still that it actually sometimes scared me a little. We've got snow coming this week. I will try my best to remember Robert Frost and the awesome silence of the snow. That being said, I'll probably just whine a lot because my feet are cold.
ReplyDeletedear Red woods white washed under snow look magical indeed though walking there makes me feel cold lol
ReplyDeleteloved the soothing trails ,glad you shared :)
blessings and comfort more to you!
You have quite a bit of snow...we can still see grass here the snow comes and goes which is just fine with me:)
ReplyDeleteI love the woods and those are just beautiful especially with the snow covering. Those pictures would make a pretty box of Christmas cards.
ReplyDeleteA winter wonderland! Looks so peaceful.
ReplyDeleteI read Robert Frost's poem when I was in high school living in Hawaii. It was hard to imagine that snowy peace, the cold, the beauty. After living in Illinois for over 35 years, I can now imagine Frost's words clearly. How lucky you are to live so close to such beautiful woods.
ReplyDeleteI didn't know that poem but your post prompted me to google it. Great, isn't it? We could do with a few more woods round here. Lots of fields and lots of trees but nothing big enough to call itself a wood!
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