Nuttle's Folly was a real place.
It was a dairy farm in Maryland, and for my parents, it was a place of hopes and dreams, a fresh start in life and a chance at happiness.
This was all before my time, though. For me, Nuttle’s Folly only ever existed in my imagination. A place built on old stories and faded pictures, with a name suggesting an optimistic leap into the unknown.
Welcome to this latest version of Nuttle’s Folly: an imaginary place where I can try new things, share old memories, dream a little, and have fun in the process.
Enjoy!
Jim Nuttle
P.S.: If you want to see what I actually do for a living, check out my other website: jimnuttle.com