My 01/04/26 postcard is a man kneeling at the edge of Washington Street, carefully tending a painted curb layered with color and flowers. The setting is rough and ordinary, but his attention transforms it into something sacred. There’s no audience, no announcement, just the steady work of creating beauty for his world.
My 01/31/26 postcard is a rolled, weathered leaf that was still attached to the tree,…
My 01/30/26 postcard is a dried flower head, stripped of color and life, that is…
My 01/29/26 postcard is a close black-and-white portrait of a roadrunner I found on Alvarado…
My 01/28/26 postcard shows a dried leaf pierced and held by a yucca spike, its…
My 01/27/26 postcard captures a uniquely Albuquerque moment: a roadrunner sunning itself on the edge…
My 01/26/26 postcard comes from a yard across the street from Summit Park; it displays…
