I found my 05/21/26 postcard near Altura Park, where I came across an old detour sign resting in shadow while the morning sunlight slipped through the trees and landed squarely on the word DETOUR. For a moment, it felt less like abandoned road equipment and more like a quiet message, a reminder that sometimes the path changes, whether we planned for it or not.
My 06/11/26 postcard features a roadrunner along Inspiration Drive that paused long enough to grant…
Perched above Avenida La Resolana, a white-winged dove began to sing, drawing my attention upward.…
My 06/09/26 postcard features a yellow rosebud my wife found at the Albuquerque Rose Garden,…
My 06/08/26 postcard is a sparrow pausing atop a strand of barbed wire along the…
My 06/07/26 postcard features one of Albuquerque’s most recognizable landmarks. The Pit is where they…
My 06/06/26 postcard is a white-winged dove marching confidently along a wall, each step executed…
