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 02/17/26 postcard was found in the gutter near UNM, resting in the narrow strip…
My 02/16/26 postcard captures a thrasher near Ridgecrest Circle perched on red volcanic rock, its…
My 02/15/26 postcard is a goose easing away from the shoreline at Tingley Beach, sliding…
My 02/14/26 postcard is a view of the Albuquerque rail yards, stretching across the foreground,…
My 02/13/26 postcard is a close-up of a tiny blossom on a bush, its fine,…
My 02/12/26 postcard comes from a yard just up the block and features a young…
