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.
For the last few years, we have hiked the volcanoes west of the city on…
Every Christmas Eve, my family journeys to Albuquerque’s Old Town, where the subject of my…
The subject of my 12/23/25 postcard surprised me in the VA landscaping: a ladybug clinging…
My 12/22/25 postcard features a single dried seed hanging from a bare branch, holding in…
My 12-21-25 postcard is a faceless figure standing frozen in a movie prop studio during…
My 12/20/25 postcard comes from the Pueblo Gingerbread House Contest, where a small, handmade figure…
