Butterflies have always held special meaning to me. Haven't thought about this in so long, but my very first personal e-mail address was pinkbutterfly_ars@hotmail.com. I would twist my hair in corn rows and secure with glittery butterfly clips. I even took to painting stenciled butterflies on my furniture in high school. Once I wrote a… Continue reading A Day at the Thanksgiving Point Butterfly Biosphere
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Sunday Stirrings
Something wild inside seems to want to be set free. I think that thing is me. Her voice tonight was heard through my pen and spoken on the page. I galloped along as fast as I could ride, while listening to beautiful music played by the Avery Ensemble at the Springville Museum of Art. From… Continue reading Sunday Stirrings