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.
While walking through Albuquerque's Nob Hill neighborhood, I found my 07/02/26 postcard in an unusual…
My 06/30/26 postcard features a California helianthella opening to the morning light, its bright yellow…
We stopped at Alvarado Park for a drink of water when three roadrunners appeared, weaving…
While wandering through Albuquerque's Old Town neighborhood, we came across several artichokes in bloom, plants…
My 06/27/26 postcard is a wasp pausing atop the dark center of a black-eyed Susan,…
While walking along the Rio Grande in the southern part of Albuquerque, I heard the…
