Wednesday, December 15, 2010

 Whose Woods Are These by quilter Jane Kennedy.  This piece epitomizes all that I wish for Christmas, for all of us.  Peace, serenity, solace from fear and poverty, disease and ignorance.  The solemn stillness of the winter landscape transports me.  When my mind is this quiet, hope tiptoes in, and remains.  Perhaps this will be the year.  Perhaps we will, as one nation, live in peace.

This quilt is very important to me and I keep a copy of it on my bulletin board at work.  It always brings to mind Robert Frost's poem - did you also memorize it when you were a child?

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.

4 comments:

sophanne said...

What a beautiful post. Thanks for that moment.

Anonymous said...

Wow... I'll try to hold that quilt image as well as your words (and Robert Frosts') in my head and heart throughout this hectic holiday season. Thank you so much.

A Thousand Clapping Hands said...

An amazing quilt, Jody. I can see why it moves you. Yes, this was a poem I read over and over. I hope your year is filled with peaceful moments like these.
Thank you so much for the lovely comments you leave.
Wishing you the happiest of holidays,
Catherine

Zoey said...

Very serene quilt. I bet it has won some awards.

Merry Christmas to you and your family.