“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.”
This little wood is silhouetted against the afternoon sun. We like to take walks after spending some time at the park. As the days stretch out in the spring, the magic hour before sunset gets longer like the shadows reaching across the earth, trying escape the dusk.
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