My 02/19/26 postcard is a sunflower in a yard along Southern; the bloom is gone, but the structure remains. Even in its fading, it holds shape and memory. There’s a quiet dignity in what’s left behind.
Withered Crown
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My 02/19/26 postcard is a sunflower in a yard along Southern; the bloom is gone, but the structure remains. Even in its fading, it holds shape and memory. There’s a quiet dignity in what’s left behind.