My 01/09/26 postcard is a spent rose, its curls curling inward, its petals folded and stiff, the edges lifting like fingers frozen mid-motion. The stem bends slightly under the weight of the forming rose hip. The plant no longer blooms, but it still gestures, a final, expressive shape caught between bloom and pod.
My 07/22/26 postcard features a Black-eyed Susan at the end of its blooming cycle. Its…
My 07/21/26 postcard features an Apache plume catching the afternoon light along Silver Avenue in…
My 07/20/26 postcard features a mature sunflower hanging gracefully over a wall on Claremont Avenue…
We walked a busy bike path next to Tingley Beach, with bikes racing past us…
My 07/18/26 postcard comes from the Route 66 Summerfest, a centennial event for Albuquerque. A…
My 07/17/26 postcard is a coneflower I found down the block. Its bright petals have…
