My 12/20/25 postcard comes from the Pueblo Gingerbread House Contest, where a small, handmade figure cradles two children, frozen in a moment that feels less celebratory and more protective. In black and white, the image sheds its holiday context, becoming a quiet scene of care, vulnerability, and the instinct to hold on.
My 12/19/25 postcard is a pomegranate hanging empty by time and birds, its interior exposed…
My 12/18/25 postcard comes from Bullhead Park, where a dry leaf hangs improbably in a…
While the days remain warm, the nights are falling below freezing. My 12/17/25 postcard is…
My 12/16/25 postcard is a sunflower long past its peak, drooping under its own weight,…
My 12/15/25 postcard is a roadrunner pausing inside a clay pot, feathers puffed to catch…
