We walked six miles along the Rio Grande, soaking in the Bosque’s quiet beauty and encountering a pack of coyotes that slipped into the brush before I could capture them. My 01/04/25 postcard showcases a tranquil arroyo south of Paseo Del Norte. Though the hum of cars lingered in the distance, the scene felt like a world apart from the city.
My 12/08/25 postcard is a spent flower head clinging to its stem, petals bleached into…
My 12/07/25 postcard is a Red Hesperaloe seed pod, its split shell revealing pale interior…
My 12/06/25 postcard is a small rabbit sitting in the cracked soil of a dry…
My 12/05/25 postcard is a roadrunner standing on a sunlit sidewalk in Siesta Hills, feathers…
My 12/04/25 postcard is the six-hole at Puerto del Sol, covered in a clean, unbroken…
My 12/03/25 postcard is a cluster of empty drink cans hanging from the bare branches…
