My 07/20/25 postcard is a bee in the middle of its rounds, working a tight cluster of unopened buds. The petals hadn’t even begun to unfurl, but that didn’t matter; it was already at work, drawn to something just beneath the surface. No fanfare, no spotlight, just a small life, doing the kind of quiet work that holds everything together.
My 11/15/25 postcard features a honeybee we found along San Rafael Avenue as it leans…
My 11/14/25 postcard is a roadrunner perched on a utility box along Marble Avenue, its…
My 11/13/25 postcard features a Red Hesperaloe seed pod, its husk split open like an…
My 11/12/25 postcard is a curve-billed thrasher standing alert on a weather-beaten fence, its amber…
My 11/11/25 postcard features a black bird hunched over a scrap of food on a…
A spent flower head near UNM in its final season is the subject of my…
