My 01/08/26 postcard is a small group of pink plastic flamingos standing in a loose line beneath a large tree, their thin metal legs sunk into dry winter grass and fallen leaves. I picked this one for my wife. Years ago, I saw a field of cranes and thought they were flamingos. I came home excited, she told me that wasn’t possible, and I drove her out to prove it, only to show her a field of cranes. I still get teased about it. So here are some flamingos. They may be plastic, but they’re definitely flamingos.
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…
