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.
While walking through Albuquerque's Nob Hill neighborhood, I found my 07/02/26 postcard in an unusual…
While walking the acequia paths through Albuquerque's North Valley, we came across several small shrines…
My 06/30/26 postcard features a California helianthella opening to the morning light, its bright yellow…
We stopped at Alvarado Park for a drink of water when three roadrunners appeared, weaving…
While wandering through Albuquerque's Old Town neighborhood, we came across several artichokes in bloom, plants…
My 06/27/26 postcard is a wasp pausing atop the dark center of a black-eyed Susan,…
