Whose Woods These Are, I Think I Know...

This is the first snow day we've had in years, it seems. Ana stayed home this morning from work, anticipating a blizzard (such faith she has). I dutifully went to work. As the morning progressed, rain turned into sleet and snow, and then just snow! By midday the snow began to stick! I had to run some errands, including picking up a car for Meredith (another story by itself). Thankfully, we were able to close up our office early, and I was able to get home in time before the roads got too messy. I enjoyed driving up the driveway, looking at our home in the snow. Once inside, Ana and I sat down to a nice lunch and peered out the back door, watching the snow fall. These top photo's are of our backyard. It is hard to imagine that just beyond those trees lies busy Gum Branch Road. To Ana and me, it is a deep forest providing protection from the world's cares. As I gazed at the snow falling in our backyard against the backdrop of pines and oaks, I couldn't help but think of Robert Frost's poem, "Stopping by Woods on a Snow Evening". My favorite verse is the last one, which goes:

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.