I'm getting anxious for Christmas.
It's finally getting cold in New York.
So I have started celebrating by making a new header
and drinking lots of hot chocolate with my friends..
*Whose woods these are I think I know.
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.
And miles to go before I sleep.*
"Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening"
by Robert Frost