Sarah Bartz: Valuing the Intrinsic in an Instrumental Valued World
I sit on the shore of Lake Powell. My wristwatch reads 6:16 pm, the sun is creeping below the horizon, and the warmth of the day is still tickling my
Ryan Feidt: What I’ve learned from a Great Blue Heron
As I awaken in the early morning, I look to the east; the sun just barely peaking over the horizon. The sky is lit with reds, pinks, oranges, and yellows.
Keagan McCully: Reorientation
A couple nights ago I awoke with a pounding in my head. My throat was uncomfortably dry, I was damp with sweat and my face felt like it was being
Renne Baldwin: Everything We Do is for Rain
Rain in the desert is magical. The sky turns dark and fog settles into the canyons. Moments after the first raindrop, the sagebrush alerts our noses to the water by