I loved the meditative quality of Frost's crossroad in the snow, with just him and a horse back in the 1800s(early 1900s?). May blue flutter-byes find the right crossroad now in the 21st century.
Thank you for sharing his poem that resonated with a witch hazel entry I made a few years ago - Frost had been off my radar. Might you still be able to produce that poem?
I wonder if a thread or blog somewhere about flowers and the poets might be as much fun as flowers in Shakespeare???
