Sunday, February 9, 2014

"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……..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)
                       Another winter landscape in watercolor  "What remains of Autumn"

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