It’s December, I’m ready for more. I love how the snow softens the landscape and makes everything slow down. The sounds are a little bit muffled, the world is a little more still. I’m romancing the winter now.
Bring it on.
I’ve loved this poem since I was a child. Mom, Dad, if you’re wondering where your Robert Frost book is, I
stole um, borrowed it years ago.
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 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.
27 thoughts on “A Light Dusting”
Beautiful photos. Funny, I have some snow pictures and was thinking of this SAME poem from Frost. This is the 2nd time I’ve “heard” it today. Thanks so much for sharinf!
It is a poem that is truly evocative of the season. Thanks!
Lovely! Really getting me into the mood for winter…
Lovely post! I have yet to get out and take some photos of the snowy landscape.
Beautiful pictures. You have such a way in capturing the beauty of a landscape. Thank you for sharing these.
I especially love the last two pictures, the delicate branch and the wild desolate field.
One of my favourite snow poems is this one, simply called ‘Snow’ by Louis MacNeice
The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was
Spawning snow and pink roses against it
Soundlessly collateral and incompatible:
World is suddener than we fancy it.
World is crazier and more of it than we think,
Incorrigibly plural. I peel and portion
A tangerine and spit the pips and feel
The drunkenness of things being various.
And the fire flames with a bubbling sound for world
Is more spiteful and gay than one supposes–
On the tongue on the eyes on the ears in the palms of your hands–
There is more than glass between the snow and the huge roses
That is a beautiful poem! Thanks for sharing it, I’m not familiar with it.
You have very much art in your photographies.
Thank you for sharing your winter magic.
I appreciate your comment, thank you!
Lovely photos, Karen. Just so soft and pretty. Like a light dusting of snow. 🙂
I love snow too! Also i really like the 6th and 7th photograph.
I don’t want to pick any favorites here. They are all so pretty and smooth. Wonderful shots, with a sweet poem to go with. And great job with the second last picture. Loved it! 🙂
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t jealous of the snow. Been relying on photos like these ’till we get some of our own.
Oh… you’re so lucky you’ve got snow already ! Lovely pictures you have in here…
The colors and light and so evocative of this time of year! You captured the essence very well……
So beautiful, and loved how you described them, as I would, noting the lovely softening and muting the snow provides.
Thanks for all the nice comments, here’s hoping for snow for all those waiting! 🙂
I like snow,but the cold winter is hard to spend…
I love the snow, too. Robert Frost is my favorite all-time poet. When one of my students handed in her “original” blank verse poem with excerpted lines from “Mending Wall,” I didn’t even need to Google her! 🙂
I love love love alllllll your photo’s, as always, but I LOVE the train tracks 🙂
Juanita, I was thinking of you when I posted the train tracks! 🙂
Awwww, thanks lol I love it 🙂
Very nice captures of early winter… I like seasonal transitions.
Lovely photos… the December weather makes this season amazing for photography 🙂
Thank you Filipe, we are snow-less at the moment though. It looks to be a green Christmas.
beautiful images captured by your amazing talent 🙂
love the bird tracks!