My 01/15/25 postcard features a cast iron frog perched on a fence post. Its weathered patina, shaped by years of outdoor exposure, caught my eye. New and shiny, it would have walked right by., but its aged charm spoke to me—a reminder of time’s artistry. I’m not sure why I’m attracted to aged things, but I have always been.
My 02/01/26 postcard is shards of broken glass embedded in the soil at Albuquerque’s Glass…
My 01/31/26 postcard is a rolled, weathered leaf that was still attached to the tree,…
My 01/30/26 postcard is a dried flower head, stripped of color and life, that is…
My 01/29/26 postcard is a close black-and-white portrait of a roadrunner I found on Alvarado…
My 01/28/26 postcard shows a dried leaf pierced and held by a yucca spike, its…
My 01/27/26 postcard captures a uniquely Albuquerque moment: a roadrunner sunning itself on the edge…
