I found my picture for 02/29 in an antique store we visited after a short road trip for lunch. When I was a child, my Mother did a couple of paint by numbers with harlequin figures playing musical instruments. Those two paintings hung in our living room for years, and I’m reminded of them whenever I see a harlequin.
My 02/05/26 postcard is a crow working the winter grass at Memorial Park, stopping to…
My 02/04/26 postcard is a withered sunflower head hanging heavy at the end of its…
My 02/03/26 postcard is a torn prickly pear fruit, its skin split wide to reveal…
My 02/02/26 postcard is a Monday morning on Nob Hill, the city easing itself awake.…
My 02/01/26 postcard is shards of broken glass embedded in the soil at Albuquerque’s Glass…
My 01/31/26 postcard is a rolled, weathered leaf that was still attached to the tree,…