My 12/07/25 postcard is a Red Hesperaloe seed pod, its split shell revealing pale interior walls. The outer skin, once a bloom, now shows reds turned to rust and wrinkles like aged parchment. What remains feels sculpted rather than spent; it has already finished its business, but still insists on being seen.
My 04/27/26 postcard is a Spanish broom bloom caught between opening and fading, its yellow…
My 04/26/26 postcard is a dried iris on Eastern Avenue, its petals curled and translucent,…
My 04/25/26 postcard comes from a small charity car show in an open lot near…
My 04/24/26 postcard comes from Bullhead Park, where a dog stands on a weathered stone…
My 04/23/26 postcard is a look inside a flower, revealing a warm space where light…
My 04/22/26 postcard features construction on Summer Ave, where the road is closed and redirected,…
