While walking the flea market, I saw a man impeccably groomed; his shirt was starched, and the crease in his pant razor-sharp. When I saw him, I knew I wanted him to be my picture for 08/11.
My 04/09/26 captures a wildflower past its moment, its petals curling inward as if retreating…
My 04/07/26 postcard captures a red poppy pushing up through a sidewalk crack near Lomas.…
My 04/06/26 postcard comes from the landscaping near Trader Joe’s, a bee works its way…
My 04/05/26 postcard is fresh growth pushing out from the top of the cactus, soft…
At the Brent Baca Memorial Disc Golf Course, the land feels stripped down to its…