Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Robert Frost (1874-1963) Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will
Read MoreRobert Frost (1874-1963) Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will
Read MoreDue to Covid the 2020 Christmas season required much more planning than usual. We could not just rock up to
Read MoreRobert Louis Stevenson (1850-1894) Late lies the wintry sun a-bed,A frosty, fiery sleepy-head;Blinks but an hour or two; and then,A
Read MoreEmily Dickinson (1830-1886) Before the ice is in the pools—Before the skaters go,Or any check at nightfallIs tarnished by the
Read More2018/2019 It very much looked like there barely was a winter. But then in February it came. And it was
Read MoreI have one bucket list item. It’s been on the list for many, many years. I want to
Read MorePhoto above: Oh Canada. I had to follow this lady for a couple of blocks to get the perfect shot. Someone
Read MorePoem by Nevin Hawlman The dawn of day was witness to, a transformation of the land. The night had seen
Read MoreThese images were taken on Mount Seymour in January 2006. We spent the afternoon snowshoeing trough a magical forest.
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