The darkest evening of the year...

[lerah99]

Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening
By Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village through;
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

Comments

[redsquirrel]

And a Happy Yule to you as well.

[gothabilly13]

happy yule!