A major (for Seattle!) snowstorm hit yesterday, and I found myself walking for about a mile and a half after a bus misadventure. Cutting through campus, the woods was indeed "lovely, dark, and deep" -- though cold.
At one point, I found myself reciting this. It's actually the first poem I ever memorized, at the age of seven. It's also one of the first pieces I recorded, and I made a mistake with it that I ended up liking. This poem was recorded into the netbook mic as opposed to the headset; the audio quality is a bit lower, but somehow it sounded to me as if it was recited in the woods on a snowy evening. The pictures in the video are of Ravenna Woods, located near the University District of Seattle.
You can follow this link for lessons plans for Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening and a few other Frost poems.