"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. . .
"The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep. . . "
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow. . .
"The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep. . . "
Anyone else battle between the desire to stop and soak in nature's beauty and the mountain of promises we have to keep?
We're including this mini art print, inspired by Robert Frost's poem "Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening", with all of our winter-time orders!
Anyone else battle between the desire to stop and soak in nature's beauty and the mountain of promises we have to keep?
We're including this mini art print, inspired by Robert Frost's poem "Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening", with all of our winter-time orders!
