My 12/14/25 postcard is a lone figure sitting on a bench in Hyder Park on a Sunday morning, framed by bare trees and winter grass. Nothing is happening, and that’s the point: a public space claimed by stillness, where time slows enough for thought to catch up.

Chuck Arning

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