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.
Robert Frost
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LIFE ON THE SIDEWALK a photo essay
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Those are beautiful photos. I love that poem. I also often think of hte one, "The way a crow shook down on me...." that one rings true for me so many times. Have a good week Susan!
ReplyDeleteLovely winter views. So serene and calming.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful photos!...And I love the Robert Frost poem too. :-)
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