My 03/13/26 postcard is a cluster of blossoms in Bullhead Park, forming a quiet circle of white petals and magenta centers. Up close, they look delicate and beautiful, almost like tiny porcelain flowers arranged in a crown. But lean in too far, and the illusion breaks; the blossoms carry a sharp, unpleasant scent that feels strangely out of place beside their gentle appearance, a reminder that nature doesn’t always match our expectations.
The warm weather brought the subject of my 03/12/26 postcard: A cluster of small yellow…
My 03/11/26 postcard is a wooden figure standing quietly in an antique shop window along…
My 03/10/26 postcard shows a honeybee working a pale lavender blossom near Constitution, its wings…
My 03/09/26 postcard shows a strange duo standing on the rooftop of a house on…
My 03/07/26 postcard shows graffiti on the concrete wall of the dry Bear Canyon drainage…
