Stopping by the Woods
This sort of scene is best appreciated when one is on the way home, not the way out. Fortunately, I could see my house down the street after a Saturday of hard work — no “miles to go before I sleep” for me.
“The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.”
-Robert Frost, “Dust of Snow”
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