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 11/28/25 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…
My 11/25/25 postcard features a dried, weathered flower head standing in a yard along Cardenas…
My 11/24/25 postcard comes from the third story of the Domenici Center, looking north toward…
My 11/23/25 postcard is a once-bright flower I found on Ridgecrest before a hailstorm forced…
