Between the woods and frozen lake, the darkest evening of the year...whose woods these are I think I know.  The only sound is the sweep of easy wind and downy flake, the woods are lovely, dark and deep.

Robert Frost's Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening-with a few liberties taken.  Only a poet could put into words the beauty of the woods in winter.  From the snow-laden trees to the sparkle of snow, this collection captures the serenity of a forest covered in snow and frost.

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