Snowy afternoon and Robert Frost...

Today , nature is creating magic outside my window. It was dark and rainy at around 8:00 am and suddenly a white light engulfed the landscape as sleet and rain began to fall. And then, dramatically, the scene was transformed as I watched “the woods slowly fill up with snow”…a white Diwali after all!!
I cannot resist remembering my favorite Robert Frost 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.