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Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

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.

~Robert Frost

SFU HEALers

9148bb19f110eef543437f603b509dc5Best students! I have THE BEST students! Incredibly creative, energetic, thoughtful, funny, and brilliant. You inspire me! I’ve got two amazing years with you all and I’m going to soak up every minute of it.

Thank you for your 210% effort and investment in today’s class. You take your work to the next level and I love it. Team Awesome!

I needed you and you brought it…in pink unicorns! Doesn’t get any better. 🙂

xoxo!

j.