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 06/11/26 postcard features a roadrunner along Inspiration Drive that paused long enough to grant…
Perched above Avenida La Resolana, a white-winged dove began to sing, drawing my attention upward.…
My 06/09/26 postcard features a yellow rosebud my wife found at the Albuquerque Rose Garden,…
My 06/08/26 postcard is a sparrow pausing atop a strand of barbed wire along the…
My 06/07/26 postcard features one of Albuquerque’s most recognizable landmarks. The Pit is where they…
My 06/06/26 postcard is a white-winged dove marching confidently along a wall, each step executed…