My 02/07/26 postcard features a cool Saturday morning at Campo Mañana Park, where a small Valentine’s gathering takes shape around…
My 02/06/26 postcard is a flower long past its peak, curling inward, its muted purples and tans holding on quietly.…
My 02/05/26 postcard is a crow working the winter grass at Memorial Park, stopping to crack acorns one by one.…
My 02/04/26 postcard is a withered sunflower head hanging heavy at the end of its season, its dried petals and…
My 02/03/26 postcard is a torn prickly pear fruit, its skin split wide to reveal a dense cluster of glossy…
My 02/02/26 postcard is a Monday morning on Nob Hill, the city easing itself awake. Traffic lights hang in a…
My 01/31/26 postcard is a rolled, weathered leaf that was still attached to the tree, something I’ve never seen before.…