My 10/25/25 postcard is a bright stretch of shelves at John Brooks loaded with every kind of salty indulgence. Lay’s, Ruffles, Kettle Cooked, and Cape Cod are all jostling for attention beside jars of dip. This aisle is the hunting ground for a blind chip tasting we are having tomorrow, where simple potato chips become the stuff of contemplation and family debate.
My 04/14/26 postcard features an onion blossom beginning to break free from its papery sheath,…
My 04/13/26 postcard features two construction workers on Lomas Avenue, focusing on the equipment they…
My 04/12/26 postcard features an iris we found in Old Town, standing in a bed…
I found my 04/10/26 postcard at the end of the block. A giant skeleton, dressed…
My 04/09/26 captures a wildflower past its moment, its petals curling inward as if retreating…
