I went for a morning walk in the Bentley Priory Forest Commons. Its a lovely lovely place.
The woods are lovely long and deep?
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
by 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 the easy wind and downy flake.
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.
I am reaching the end of the walk.
Just around this is the exit and then to the car park. I love going on these early morning walks in the sun, snow, rain, shine, clouds, something about the forests which just brings me alive. Love it.