whose woods these are
I think I know

his house is in the village though

hello, now I've got to look back

Its my back yard lol

here's the whole thing

Stopping by The Woods On A Snowy Evening
-robert frost



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...

thats cool love the pic,I love it when I'm in place's like that

I do too

that is almost exactly what my back yard used to look like before I moved to the city






I'll bet that was you once upon a hoosier Christmas

yes a long time ago

Hey, BOO BOO!

you just got here

Hot Chocolate?

shure

With real marshmallows not the hard ones?

great

Now just get cozy!

Everybody drinks hot Chocolate!

how cool ,a nice toosty fire, thank you