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A Robert Frost Moment

I was walking back from the ski gondola tonight and found this scene. And I immediately though about Robert Frost’s poem Stopping by a Woods on a Snowy Evening. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening BY ROBERT FROST Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though;…
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I Must Be Out Of My Mind
I am in Kandersteg. Part of the Swiss Alps. And tomorrow I am going skiing. I have not been downhill skiing since the church youth trip to Afton Alps when I was 15. I was not particularly good at it and I spill down the hill losing both poles, both skies, my hat and a…
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4 Months Left
I’ve been trying to write this post for almost 2 weeks now. It’s been hard. I don’t know why, but I slip into a navel-gazing monologue of maudlin philosophy. It’s boring for me, too. So, this is what I’ve got on reflecting about our last 4 months in Switzerland. Time is ticking. Only 4 months…
