My 11/07/25 postcard features a heart-shaped leaf hanging in the soft fall light, its surface mottled with dark spots and edges curling toward black from the cold nights. As decay begins to claim its border, the leaf feels both fragile and stubborn, a quiet record of a season passing, marked but still holding on.
My 11/06/25 postcard is a roadrunner perched on a wall along Summer Avenue, sitting perfectly…
My 11/05/ postcard features a honeybee buried in the bright yellow heart of a purple…
My 11/04/25 postcard features a dog statue sitting just inside the trophy shop window, located…
My 11/03/25 postcard is a single leaf I found along Constitution Avenue, spotted and worn,…
My 11/02/25 postcard is a small bird seeking seeds on the remnants of a dried…
My 11/01/25 postcard features a dried seed pod hanging suspended, its curved husks peeling open…
