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.
While walking along Southern Boulevard, I came across a roadrunner and managed to get a…
While walking near Girard Blvd, I came across this sunflower well past its prime. Its…
While walking along Laguna Boulevard near the Albuquerque Country Club, my wife found this beautiful…
While walking through Nob Hill on Halloween, I spotted four skeletons climbing through the twisting…
I found my 10/30/26 postcard while walking around UNM. First, I saw a dragonfly that…
My 10/29/26 postcard shows a crow settling in the upper branches of a pine tree…
