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 04/27/26 postcard is a Spanish broom bloom caught between opening and fading, its yellow…
My 04/26/26 postcard is a dried iris on Eastern Avenue, its petals curled and translucent,…
My 04/25/26 postcard comes from a small charity car show in an open lot near…
My 04/24/26 postcard comes from Bullhead Park, where a dog stands on a weathered stone…
My 04/23/26 postcard is a look inside a flower, revealing a warm space where light…
My 04/22/26 postcard features construction on Summer Ave, where the road is closed and redirected,…
