My 10/30/25 postcard captures a sunflower at the end of its life, its petals curled and crisp, its once-bright face heavy with seeds and bowed toward the earth. The muted browns and grays convey a sense of completion rather than decay. It’s a portrait of endurance, sunlight stored, purpose fulfilled.
My 12/11/25 postcard is a rose hip standing in winter light, its surface burnished in…
My 12/10/25 postcard is my wife’s cat, part animal, part ornament, as it peers out…
My 12/09/25 is a single oak leaf hanging suspended in late light, its surface a…
My 12/08/25 postcard is a spent flower head clinging to its stem, petals bleached into…
My 12/07/25 postcard is a Red Hesperaloe seed pod, its split shell revealing pale interior…
My 12/06/25 postcard is a small rabbit sitting in the cracked soil of a dry…
