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 04/27/26 postcard is a Spanish broom bloom caught between opening and fading, its yellow…
My 04/26/26 postcard is a dried iris on Eastern Avenue, its petals curled and translucent,…
My 04/25/26 postcard comes from a small charity car show in an open lot near…
My 04/24/26 postcard comes from Bullhead Park, where a dog stands on a weathered stone…
My 04/23/26 postcard is a look inside a flower, revealing a warm space where light…
My 04/22/26 postcard features construction on Summer Ave, where the road is closed and redirected,…
