When younger, I’d watch the cartoon coyote chase the roadrunner, always failing to catch his meal. I thought of the roadrunner as pray, but now that I’ve spent some time observing them in the wilds of our neighborhood, I know them to be fierce hunters. My picture for 05/29 is a roadrunner dispatching a bird; it just caught against a driveway.
My 10/26/25 postcard is a rose in its final act, its last two petals faded…
My 10/25/25 postcard is a bright stretch of shelves at John Brooks loaded with every…
My 10/24/25 postcard captures a playful autumn scene from a yard on Solano Drive, a…
My 10/23/25 postcard features a dried poppy seed pod, its petals long gone, suspended in…
My 10/22/25 postcard features a scarecrow-like figure standing beneath a tree along Mackland Avenue, its…
My 10/21/25 postcard features a yellow rose rendered in black and white, its petals folding…