I remember reading 1984 as a teenager and being creeped out at the thought of being watched all the time. Now its something I’ve grown to expect whenever I’m out in public. Most businesses and many of my neighbors have cameras that start filming with any movement. My picture for 10/30 is a security camera watching the front entryway of the building where I keep my office.
My 10/26/25 postcard is a rose in its final act, its last two petals faded…
My 10/25/25 postcard is a bright stretch of shelves at John Brooks loaded with every…
My 10/24/25 postcard captures a playful autumn scene from a yard on Solano Drive, a…
My 10/23/25 postcard features a dried poppy seed pod, its petals long gone, suspended in…
My 10/22/25 postcard features a scarecrow-like figure standing beneath a tree along Mackland Avenue, its…
My 10/21/25 postcard features a yellow rose rendered in black and white, its petals folding…