I discovered the subject for my 05-20-24 postcard at the base of a sign near a bus stop on Carlisle. The abandoned locks, entwined with an aged chain, invoked forgotten stories of security and neglect. Their unexpected presence stirred a surprising emotion within me, as if they held the silent echoes of a past event, blending seamlessly into the concrete canvas of the city.
My 01/22/26 postcard shows a raven on the sidewalk near Kiva Park, beak open mid-call,…
My 01/21/26 postcard comes from a yard on Morningside with a dried flower head opening…
My 01/20/26 postcard is a dried flower head I found near UNM. Its sharp, layered…
My 01/19/26 is a worn teddy bear resting against a tree stump in a front…
My 01/18/26 postcard captures a small hoverfly resting on the pad of a prickly pear…
My 01/17/26 postcard caught a roadrunner settled on a wooden fence along Grand Avenue, feathers…
