red sky in the morning

I stopped to capture this photo just as I was arriving at a school this morning, the sign gives it away really.
I had a really lovely day covering several classes (not all at once) while their teachers were talking to senior management about how many children have made progress.

DD was at home ill today, but is determined to play footie tomorrow.
Ok, it's not a photo of a snowy wood, but I like the photo and the poem.. so here it is.

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.

Robert Frost