My 11/03/25 postcard is a single leaf I found along Constitution Avenue, spotted and worn, bearing the marks of cold nights, part decay, part endurance. The life that surrounded it, now fading into the background. It’s the story of change written on a surface that’s still hanging on, past its season.
The view for my 05/22/26 postcard looks west along a bike trail in Albuquerque, where…
I found my 05/21/26 postcard near Altura Park, where I came across an old detour…
My 05/2026 postcard is a butterfly resting on a yellow flower near Alvarado Park, turning…
My 05/19/26 postcard is a small flower that caught my eye; it was growing out…
My 05/18/26 postcard is a fairy scene tucked into a yard along Solano, built against…
My 05/17/26 postcard subject is a man I found sitting behind the wheel at the…
