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February Floods

February Floods by Amy Tuttle This body and all of its layers- a gilded birdcage.…

“Amy and I spent the morning encouraging zest, curiosity, creativity and collaboration with a wonderful…

A friend asked- “What makes you a BOLD human?” I answered- “My Quest.” I am…

Dusk is the most liminal junction of the day. The world blurs and one is…

The most beautiful and surprising of places. A landscape of deep, ancient trees rises from…

Sweet land, go forth, produce all that you can. Take all that is here. …

“Let the fire of this year burn away all that is not love.” I have…

The Lost Dutchman on a windy, windy day. Gusts of crows blowing over the Arizona…

I am standing in the valley, between the wild, wild, Mountain of Meaning and the…