As I walked along Solano Drive, I spotted a cat perched at a window, fully absorbed in the bustle of the outside world. This sight provoked me to contemplate what might be going through the cat’s mind as it observes the happenings beyond the glass. My postcard for 03/06/23 is that cat in black and white.
My 12/05/25 postcard is a roadrunner standing on a sunlit sidewalk in Siesta Hills, feathers…
My 12/04/25 postcard is the six-hole at Puerto del Sol, covered in a clean, unbroken…
My 12/03/25 postcard is a cluster of empty drink cans hanging from the bare branches…
The last two cold nights finally shook the trees loose, and the leaves came down…
My 12/01/25 postcard is a flower past its summer bloom, still holding onto threads of…
My 11/30/25 postcard shows a yellow finch balancing on a drying sunflower stalk in a…
