The last two cold nights finally shook the trees loose, and the leaves came down in a rush. My 12/02/25 postcard shows a rust-red metal dog sitting in a yard on Natalie Avenue, surrounded by a fresh bed of fallen leaves. Warmed by the low winter sun and carrying that unmistakable scent of fallen leaves, the whole scene made it clear the season had settled in for good.
My 12/01/25 postcard is a flower past its summer bloom, still holding onto threads of…
My 11/30/25 postcard shows a yellow finch balancing on a drying sunflower stalk in a…
My 11/29/25 postcard is a dried rose hip that stands alone against a bright blue…
My 11/28/25 postcard is a roadrunner standing tall on the roof of a car along…
My 11/27/25 postcard features a lone watermelon sitting in a yard along Ridgecrest, its green…
My 11/26/25 postcard features a single deep-red leaf, its surface full of tiny ridges and…
