Thursday, January 19, 2012

Lovely, Dark, and Deep

This fall and winter has been really unusual weather-wise. We have hardly had any snow to speak of yet, the ground is eerily green-ish when it should have a foot of snow on it. I am not complaining, in fact, I think I could almost entirely live without snow.  While I am not ready to move to Florida quite yet, the thought of a year without snow is very appealing!

There is a storm coming tonight, and continuing through the end of the week that should bring up to 20 feet of whiteness to the mountains. Let it come to the mountains and stay in the mountains. Bring on the valley rain.

In honor of winter finally arriving...,

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Which brings up this favorite gathering of words...,

Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening
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.

                                                               ~~Robert Frost
 Which almost makes me want the white stuff to stick. That "stillness" of winter is so delicious, the "easy wind and downy flake" so fleeting and elusive, the "deepness" of the quiet wood so refreshing and still that you could hear the fairies if they were about. Lovely, dark, and deep can be just what one needs sometimes.