Four years ago today, I started taking and making at least one picture every day. The reason I started this each day odyssey is different than why I’ve continued. Four years ago, the first picture I shot was of a Veteran’s Day Parade my Dad was watching. My Dad is gone and the world has changed more than I could have ever imagined over those 1460 pictures. My picture for 11/11 and the first picture of year five is of a pile of leaves created by a couple of windy days.
My 02/07/26 postcard features a cool Saturday morning at Campo Mañana Park, where a small…
My 02/06/26 postcard is a flower long past its peak, curling inward, its muted purples…
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.…
