The image on my 07/27/23 postcard may not be one I’d typically choose to display on my wall, but it captures a distinctly American experience. If you’ve ever played or watched baseball or softball, whether in your youth or as an adult, the sight of a dugout is familiar. Stepping into an empty dugout before a game starts, a world of potential possibilities unfolds before you, igniting a blend of anxiety, exhilaration, and the desire to prove yourself. Dugouts are sprinkled across the nation, and this particular one is in Bullhead Park.
While walking along Southern Boulevard, I came across a roadrunner and managed to get a…
While walking near Girard Blvd, I came across this sunflower well past its prime. Its…
While walking along Laguna Boulevard near the Albuquerque Country Club, my wife found this beautiful…
While walking through Nob Hill on Halloween, I spotted four skeletons climbing through the twisting…
I found my 10/30/26 postcard while walking around UNM. First, I saw a dragonfly that…
My 10/29/26 postcard shows a crow settling in the upper branches of a pine tree…
