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.
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.
Poem by Robert Frost
HANNA'S WALK 
Qué perfecta combinación de las bellas imágenes y el poema de Frost! Muchas gracias por compartir la belleza.
Un beso.
Gracias, Barbara. Espero que sus flores hermosas pronto traerá la primavera en su sala de estar ❤ 🙂
Un fuerte abrazo desde Dinamarca,
Hanna
Gracias a ti! Por aquí, este año, el invierno está siendo muy cálido y si sigue así dentro de nada tendremos flores en el jardín.
Un abrazo con todo mi cariño!
Thank you, Barbara ❤
I had a student submit that poem one time as his own. Terribly precious attempt. But it’s so beautiful that I forgave him. Still disqualified him from the competition, but forgave him.
And excellent photo-pairings!
It is easy to understand why some students want to take ownership of a poem that is so rich in expressions and moods.
I’ve had ‘some’ problems with my pictures to this beautiful poem. How can one even hope to match the inner images, the poem has evoked.. I had a fight! 🙂
All the best,
Hanna
A perfect poem for your wonderful photographs! 🙂
Thanks a lot for those words, Resa ❤ 🙂
Beautiful poems about winter. That chilling and beautiful images! They have made me catch a chill !!!! Bravo Hanna! 🙂
Thank you, Jacint. I hope you’ve got warmth by now 🙂 🙂 Thanks for your comment.
El invierno invita a reflexionar bonitos poemas. El frío paisaje con su luz azul lo potencia. 🙂
Dear Magnoliae. We have just ended a very cold period sometimes revealing a beautiful blue ski. It has been a pleasure to go for a walk when the air was dry and the visibility was good.
All the best,
Hanna
Absolutely beautiful Hanna – I love the textures on your photos too 🙂
Thank you, James 🙂 I even remember how I did it despite my many attempts, haha!
How lovely.
Love this poem even with it’s significance!
That makes three of us at least ❤ 🙂 Thank you.
All the best,
Hanna
Hanna, I love your choice of post processing for the winter pictures. Beautiful!
I am extremely pleased Alexander. I had some problems with the editing 🙂 Thank you so much.
All the best,
Hanna
My pleasure, Hanna.
Wonderful pictures and one of Robert Frost’s most memorable poems. A lovely combination! And what a line……”the only other sound’s the sweep / Of easy wind and downy flake”. Frost is one of my favourite poets.
I am truly happy that you like it, Ash. This poem is one of my favourites ❤
All the best,
Hanna
Frost is one of my “stars”.
One of mine too 🙂
How different your winter scenery is to ours and how beautifully you’ve shared it with your artistic pictures. It’s like a magical dream. It illustrates Robert Frost’s evocative poem so well. Thank you for sharing, Hanna. 🙂
I had a lot of trouble with my pictures. When I like a poem that much it’s difficult to get the pictures right 🙂
Send you lots of good greetings,
Hanna