My 12/11/25 postcard is a rose hip standing in winter light, its surface burnished in reds and golds. The dried sepals curl back like a weathered crown, exposing the fruit beneath. Even in decay, it glows with quiet intensity, a last ember of the previous season holding out against the cold.

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