Nope. Just heading off to school:
Ski Cocoa Money
I finished work around 2:00 and headed over to the ski hill to join the girls. It was about the best skiing I've ever seen. They were so thrilled that I joined them as I usually work on ski afternoons. Lou waved away her friends and rode up with me every time. At one point, as we were riding up, she gave me this treat:
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 an 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.
It's not often that you have Robert Frost recited to you while heading up a ski lift on a beautiful wintery day! It was just one of those perfect afternoons on the slopes with my girls.