My picture for 12/22 is from a bush I found while walking along Louisiana. It’s a bush I’ve seen many times as I walked this street, it was unremarkable. However, when examined, it became something alien and startling. It so chaotic, but I know each part has a purpose and a design created by eons of trial and error.
My 02/04/26 postcard is a withered sunflower head hanging heavy at the end of its…
My 02/03/26 postcard is a torn prickly pear fruit, its skin split wide to reveal…
My 02/02/26 postcard is a Monday morning on Nob Hill, the city easing itself awake.…
My 02/01/26 postcard is shards of broken glass embedded in the soil at Albuquerque’s Glass…
My 01/31/26 postcard is a rolled, weathered leaf that was still attached to the tree,…
My 01/30/26 postcard is a dried flower head, stripped of color and life, that is…