My 07/22/25 postcard captures a bagworm suspended by a single thread, its cocoon of leaves and silk swaying gently in the breeze. A rough bundle of life, it blends so well into the background that most passersby would never notice, but once you spot one, you see them everywhere. Along Campus Boulevard, next to Onate Hall, the trees were full of them, hundreds of tiny, silent architects hanging from the branches like ornaments. It’s a quiet kind of marvel, built from instinct, patience, and whatever bits the world offers.
My 10/25/25 postcard is a bright stretch of shelves at John Brooks loaded with every…
My 10/24/25 postcard captures a playful autumn scene from a yard on Solano Drive, a…
My 10/23/25 postcard features a dried poppy seed pod, its petals long gone, suspended in…
My 10/22/25 postcard features a scarecrow-like figure standing beneath a tree along Mackland Avenue, its…
My 10/21/25 postcard features a yellow rose rendered in black and white, its petals folding…
My 10/20/25 postcard features a single yellow sunflower along Marble Avenue, lit from behind; it…
