Walking Through the Woods Winter Fascinator

 

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 sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

 

Stopping By Woods on A Snowy Evening~Robert Frost

 

That's my all time favorite poem and the first poem I ever learned by heart. I just love it! This fascinator reminds me of how winter feels. The sights and sounds of a still snowy day. The peaceful tranqulity of it.

 

Each fascinator features the things that you see in wintertime. Holly leaves and berries, sprigs of pine, and pinecones. Each one will slightly vary.