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.
My 08/04/26 postcard highlights a simple dead-end sign on a short street off Girard in…
My 08/03/26 postcard comes from across the street from Altura Park, where I noticed this…
The subject of my 08/02/26 postcard was found near Albuquerque's Old Town. This drooping artichoke…
My 08/01/26 postcard captures two beetles clinging to a sunflower stalk along Smith Avenue in…
My 07/31/26 postcard captures a bumblebee gathering nectar from purple blossoms in a neighborhood yard…
My 07/30/26 postcard captures a quiet moment at Kiva Park as a grandmother and granddaughter…
