The back panel of my computer, once humming with light and purpose, now sits quietly, a maze of ports and potential gone still. I had meant to use a picture of a wet morning glory for my postcard, something living and bright. Still, when the computer quit and took that image with it, this became the story instead: the silent aftermath of failure, the machine that held my day’s beauty turned into the subject itself for my 10/14/25 postcard.
My 02/24/26 postcard is an aging “Lucky Boy” sign that rises above a longtime Albuquerque…
My 02/23/26 postcard is a close-up of a cactus bloom rising from the edge of…
My 02/22/26 postcard features a dried Red Hesperaloe seed pod hanging from a stem, its…
My 02/21/26 postcard is a dried bloom hanging suspended, its petals withdrawn and sharpened into…
My 02/20/26 postcard features a roadrunner perched on a weathered wooden beam along Inspiration Drive.…
My 02/19/26 postcard is a sunflower in a yard along Southern; the bloom is gone,…
