While walking the acequia paths through Albuquerque’s North Valley, we came across several small shrines tucked into the hollows of old trees. I chose this one for my 07/01/26 postcard. An angel stood watch over an eclectic collection of toys, figurines, stones, and handwritten words, each object hinting at a story known only to the people who placed them there. It felt like a place where someone had quietly left a piece of themselves behind.
My 09/01/26 postcard is an ant searching for nectar deep within the center of a…
My 08/31/26 postcard is a once-brilliant purple zinnia showing the marks of age and hot…
My 08/30/26 postcard is a bumblebee foraging among the purple sage along Central, in front…
My 08/29/26 postcard is based on a photograph I processed into a painting. It captures…
My 08/28/26 postcard began with a photograph of a bee gathering nectar from purple sage…
My 08/27/26 postcard features a roadrunner pausing among the rocks and wildflowers with a large…
