A spent flower head near UNM in its final season is the subject of my 11/10/25 postcard, each tiny dried pod peeled open to reveal slick, glossy black seeds. The structure radiates from the center like a botanical starburst, delicate yet precise. It’s nature’s architecture, still striking, with a story yet to be told.
My 01/04/26 postcard is a man kneeling at the edge of Washington Street, carefully tending…
My 01/03/26 postcard comes from the flea market on the fairgrounds. It's a worn doll…
My 01/01/26 postcard is a roadrunner pausing along Inspiration Drive on a weathered rail, balanced…
My 12/31/25 postcard is a lone sandhill crane crossing the winter field at Los Poblanos…
My 12/30/25 postcard comes from a window of a closed store on Monroe Street near…
