While the days remain warm, the nights are falling below freezing. My 12/17/25 postcard is a close view of fractured ice scattered across the gutter of Sunningdale Ave, each shard catching the light differently. What looks chaotic at first resolves into a delicate pattern, thin, temporary, already on its way to disappearing, held together only by cold and timing.
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…
My 01/29/26 postcard is a close black-and-white portrait of a roadrunner I found on Alvarado…
My 01/28/26 postcard shows a dried leaf pierced and held by a yucca spike, its…
My 01/27/26 postcard captures a uniquely Albuquerque moment: a roadrunner sunning itself on the edge…
My 01/26/26 postcard comes from a yard across the street from Summit Park; it displays…
