My 01/05/26 postcard is a split seed pod from a red hesperaloe, its thick, textured walls opening just enough to reveal the space where seeds once formed. The surface is weathered and richly colored. Against a soft sky, the pod feels deliberate and calm. What’s left is structure, patience, and the quiet suggestion of what will grow next.
My 01/06/26 postcard is a roadrunner standing rigid on the edge of a wall on…
My 01/04/26 postcard is a man kneeling at the edge of Washington Street, carefully tending…
My 01/03/26 postcard comes from the flea market on the fairgrounds. It's a worn doll…
My 01/01/26 postcard is a roadrunner pausing along Inspiration Drive on a weathered rail, balanced…
My 12/31/25 postcard is a lone sandhill crane crossing the winter field at Los Poblanos…
