Every Christmas Eve, my family journeys to Albuquerque’s Old Town, where the subject of my 12/24/25 postcard rises from the center of Old Town, wrapped in light and framed by strings of bulbs overhead, a towering Christmas tree. The night holds many memories for me as people gather at its base, the glow turning the plaza into a place of shared celebration.
My 04/06/26 postcard comes from the landscaping near Trader Joe’s, a bee works its way…
My 04/05/26 postcard is fresh growth pushing out from the top of the cactus, soft…
At the Brent Baca Memorial Disc Golf Course, the land feels stripped down to its…
My 04/03/26 postcard is a handmade cloth figure, sitting with a quiet, thoughtful presence. His…
My 04/02/26 postcard comes from a front yard on California Street, a place I pass…
My 04/01/26 postcard is a small cluster of seed pods hanging from a thin branch,…
