My 11/27/25 postcard features a lone watermelon sitting in a yard along Ridgecrest, its green stripes glowing against the dull browns of dried leaves and spent vines. Everything around it has surrendered to the season, but the fruit itself looks stubborn, almost proud, one last burst of summer refusing to leave the stage.
My 07/05/26 postcard features a juvenile Black-crowned Night Heron standing motionless on a log at…
My 07/04/26 postcard features a musician performing during the Fourth of July festivities at Santa…
For nearly a century, the corner of Fifth and Central welcomed travelers, regulars, and generations…
While walking through Albuquerque's Nob Hill neighborhood, I found my 07/02/26 postcard in an unusual…
While walking the acequia paths through Albuquerque's North Valley, we came across several small shrines…
My 06/30/26 postcard features a California helianthella opening to the morning light, its bright yellow…
