Cancelled classes today because it snowed and the radio reported lots of wrecks on the highway between home and school... but there were none between home and Percy Warner Park. Took lots of inferior pics with my Sanyo phone cam (that's Belle Meade Blvd. viewed from the Warner Woods trail) and got Robert Frost stuck in my head...
Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening
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.
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.
Charles Darwin (
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I adore this poem. To me, it has always symbolized an endless journey of awe at life around us. It may be lonely and it may be long, but it is never void of things to be fascinated with. Frost has successfully pinned down my spirituality with his words.
That's as accurate a literary representation of the snow in the woods as there could be. It's not making living in Fairview easy, but we have been out creeping around on foot in it a fair amount. It shushes the rest of nature so, it feels like it must have a secret to tell.
It's where I find my ataraxia, when I do... but I do prefer the lovely, dark, deep woods close to so-called civilization (i.e., Harris-Teeter and Bread & Co. & home). Anyway, a little snow sure transforms a landscape, doesn't it?
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