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 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…
