My 12/04/25 postcard is the six-hole at Puerto del Sol, covered in a clean, unbroken layer of snow, turning the fairway into a bright white plain under a crisp blue sky. The trees now bare stand along the edges, their long shadows stretching across the powder. The usually busy course feels hushed, no golfers, no footprints, just a rare stillness settling over familiar ground.
My 12/26/25 postcard is a single leaf on Pershing Avenue catching the winter sun, its…
For the last few years, we have hiked the volcanoes west of the city on…
Every Christmas Eve, my family journeys to Albuquerque’s Old Town, where the subject of my…
The subject of my 12/23/25 postcard surprised me in the VA landscaping: a ladybug clinging…
My 12/22/25 postcard features a single dried seed hanging from a bare branch, holding in…
My 12-21-25 postcard is a faceless figure standing frozen in a movie prop studio during…