My 10/23/25 postcard features a dried poppy seed pod, its petals long gone, suspended in soft light. The once-vivid bloom has become a delicate structure of pale gold and brown, its radiating pattern echoing both decay and design. There’s a beauty in its symmetry, the memory of a flower transformed into design.
For the last few years, we have hiked the volcanoes west of the city on…
Every Christmas Eve, my family journeys to Albuquerque’s Old Town, where the subject of my…
The subject of my 12/23/25 postcard surprised me in the VA landscaping: a ladybug clinging…
My 12/22/25 postcard features a single dried seed hanging from a bare branch, holding in…
My 12-21-25 postcard is a faceless figure standing frozen in a movie prop studio during…
My 12/20/25 postcard comes from the Pueblo Gingerbread House Contest, where a small, handmade figure…
