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.
My 06/11/26 postcard features a roadrunner along Inspiration Drive that paused long enough to grant…
Perched above Avenida La Resolana, a white-winged dove began to sing, drawing my attention upward.…
My 06/09/26 postcard features a yellow rosebud my wife found at the Albuquerque Rose Garden,…
My 06/08/26 postcard is a sparrow pausing atop a strand of barbed wire along the…
My 06/07/26 postcard features one of Albuquerque’s most recognizable landmarks. The Pit is where they…
My 06/06/26 postcard is a white-winged dove marching confidently along a wall, each step executed…