My 08/28/25 postcard is a sunflower, where its bloom has bowed to time; its once-bright face now a textured mosaic of seeds and brittle husk, with a curled petal clinging at the edges, reminders of the flower’s former radiance. What was once a beacon of summer now stands as a quiet monument to change, holding the promise of renewal within its fading form.
My 03/10/26 postcard shows a honeybee working a pale lavender blossom near Constitution, its wings…
My 03/09/26 postcard shows a strange duo standing on the rooftop of a house on…
My 03/07/26 postcard shows graffiti on the concrete wall of the dry Bear Canyon drainage…
My 03/06/26 postcard is a close-up of bright yellow Oregon grape blossoms surrounded by clusters…
My 03/05/26 postcard is a close-up of a soft pink spring blossom I found in…
