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 03/10/26 postcard shows a honeybee working a pale lavender blossom near Constitution, its wings…
My 03/09/26 postcard shows a strange duo standing on the rooftop of a house on…
My 03/07/26 postcard shows graffiti on the concrete wall of the dry Bear Canyon drainage…
My 03/06/26 postcard is a close-up of bright yellow Oregon grape blossoms surrounded by clusters…
My 03/05/26 postcard is a close-up of a soft pink spring blossom I found in…
