Walking along Duranes Ditch, we were greeted by a carpet of leaves, freshly fallen due to the recent chill. The earthy scent of decay filled the air. This distinctive aroma of the leaves stirred long-forgotten memories of younger days spent frolicking in heaping mounds of leaves gathered by my father’s diligent raking. My 11/26/23 postcard is a shot of the leaf-covered trail on the Duranes Ditch.
My 07/24/26 postcard features a roadrunner pausing among cholla cactus, sagebrush, and desert grasses along…
My 07/23/26 postcard is a honeybee gathering pollen from the edge of a trumpet plant…
My 07/22/26 postcard features a Black-eyed Susan at the end of its blooming cycle. Its…
My 07/21/26 postcard features an Apache plume catching the afternoon light along Silver Avenue in…
My 07/20/26 postcard features a mature sunflower hanging gracefully over a wall on Claremont Avenue…
We walked a busy bike path next to Tingley Beach, with bikes racing past us…
