Friday, April 27, 2012

Into the Wood


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.
   
   
-robert frost


"In my old age, I see that life itself is often more fantastic and terrible than the stories we believed as children, and that perhaps there is no harm in finding magic among the trees."

- The Snow Child, Eowyn Ivey





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