Snowy Scenery

You can never be too prepared.

                                  

Gazing at this image I can't help being reminded of Robert Frost's poem and one of my favourite poems of all time-Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening.

Its calm imagery creates a vivid mental picture. It reminds me of how I feel on a cold snowy evening watching the soft snow slowly fall...Oh, how I love the woods draped in snow! xx

Stopping By Woods On a Snowy Evening. 

By Robert Frost.

Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house is in the village, though;

He will not see me here

To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think is 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.

The wolf is courtesy of Cheyenne 75 at deviantArt.