Today, we walked along the Rio Grande and wandered north of Old Town. As we made our way along Beach Road, we came across a Curve-billed Thrasher perched on a yucca, filling the air with its song. It seemed unfazed by our presence, continuing its melody as if giving us a personal performance. My 02/17/24 postcard captures this memorable Curve-billed Thrasher that serenaded us with its captivating love song.
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…
The last two cold nights finally shook the trees loose, and the leaves came down…
My 12/01/25 postcard is a flower past its summer bloom, still holding onto threads of…
My 11/30/25 postcard shows a yellow finch balancing on a drying sunflower stalk in a…
