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 04/20/26 postcard is a worn car rim fitted with sharp, chrome lug spikes that…
My 04/19/26 postcard is a rose caught mid-opening, its petals layered with quiet precision and…
My 08/18/26 postcard is a group sitting across the street from the plaza, the noise…
I found my 04/17/26 postcard on Mountain Road. It was a rose, soft pink petals…
I found my postcard for 4/16/26 near UNM. A cactus flower, open and steady, its…
My 04/15/26 postcard is a roadrunner moving with quiet purpose along the sidewalk of Southern…