I spotted this bee in the median along Carlisle Blvd, hopping from blossom to blossom in a focused rhythm. I chose this image for my 07/18/25 postcard, a moment that felt intimate, as if I’d slipped into its world. There’s a quiet nobility in the work it does, unseen, unthanked, but vital all the same.
My 02/21/26 postcard is a dried bloom hanging suspended, its petals withdrawn and sharpened into…
My 02/20/26 postcard features a roadrunner perched on a weathered wooden beam along Inspiration Drive.…
My 02/19/26 postcard is a sunflower in a yard along Southern; the bloom is gone,…
My 02/17/26 postcard was found in the gutter near UNM, resting in the narrow strip…
My 02/16/26 postcard captures a thrasher near Ridgecrest Circle perched on red volcanic rock, its…
