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 10/25/25 postcard is a bright stretch of shelves at John Brooks loaded with every…
My 10/24/25 postcard captures a playful autumn scene from a yard on Solano Drive, a…
My 10/23/25 postcard features a dried poppy seed pod, its petals long gone, suspended in…
My 10/22/25 postcard features a scarecrow-like figure standing beneath a tree along Mackland Avenue, its…
My 10/21/25 postcard features a yellow rose rendered in black and white, its petals folding…
My 10/20/25 postcard features a single yellow sunflower along Marble Avenue, lit from behind; it…
