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 07/12/26 postcard features a father and son spending a quiet Sunday morning together at…
With Albuquerque climbing to 100 degrees on a July afternoon, the swimming pool becomes the…
My 07/10/26 postcard is a little alien figure in an antique store on Menaul in…
My 07/09/26 postcard is a bee, its legs packed with bright yellow pollen, pausing on…
My 07/08/26 postcard shows a golfer making his way across the fairway at Rio Del…
My 07/07/26 postcard comes from a shaded corner of the VA landscaping. Where I caught…
