On this snowy day, remembering some snowy times in W.Va.
This was my mother's, Evelyn Findley Swisher's homeplace where she grew up on a farm in Simpson, W.Va. Later on her brother, Eldon Findley bought the farm and raised his family there.
This is a walk through a snowy woods with my niece Becky Swisher Duclos on the right and a little girl I babysitted for named Tracey Fisher Robertson .
Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening By Robert Frost
Who's woods are these 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 wood 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 a 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.
A picture of me, Linda Swisher Kovach, at home in W.Va.
This is my great niece, Amber Faull and my daughter, Amanda Kovach on a visit back in Grant Town, W.Va.







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