My 01/07/26 postcard is a spent flower hanging from a curved stem, its petals wrinkled and heavy, still holding traces of pink and gold. The bloom bows under its own weight, not broken, just finished. The background dissolves into a warm blur, leaving the flower suspended in a moment of quiet surrender. It’s no longer blooming, but it hasn’t disappeared either, a small, honest record of time passing.
My 10/14/26 postcard is a zinnia growing along Montclaire Drive. Its overlapping petals formed layer…
My 10/13/26 postcard is a sunflower I found growing along Constitution this afternoon. Seen from…
My 10/12/26 postcard features a pollen-dusted bee working its way through the wildflowers in a…
My 10/11/26 postcard is a demanding neighborhood cat that walked directly in front of me,…
My 10/10/26 postcard features a bee I found deep among the purple blossoms of a…
I found this fierce-looking pumpkin in a neighbor’s yard at the end of the block.…
