Strolling Through Snow on a Thursday Evening (Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening)

The Roomie had service tonight, so I decided to be a good friend and hang out with her while we were waiting for the service van to come. It. Was. Beautiful. It. Was. FREEZING. We wandered around for a little while, trying to keep warm while we waited for the van, and then, we noticed the huge snowflakes falling everywhere, landing on our coats and our hair. They were so big that we could see all the little details on each flake! It was just an amazing experience with nature!

I walked back alone, and had a few peaceful minutes just to contemplate the world around me, and the glory that God has created. (By the time I got back to my dorm room, I couldn't feel my face, fingers, or toes...I'm currently defrosting). But, before I left the Roomie, we had some time to talk about the snow, and both of us thought of Robert Frost's poem: "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening," one of my personal favorites :D The weather must have been just like this when Robert Frost wrote his poem...

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