At my work desk at home, I have an incense burner that looks likes treebeard. If you burn incense in him, the smoke comes out his mouth. I’ve only done that once, it was cool, but the smoke filled the room and made me cough. The idea of ints has filled me with wonder since middle school when I first read Lord of the Rings. Treebeard is my picture for 6/28.
My 12/05/25 postcard is a roadrunner standing on a sunlit sidewalk in Siesta Hills, feathers…
My 12/04/25 postcard is the six-hole at Puerto del Sol, covered in a clean, unbroken…
My 12/03/25 postcard is a cluster of empty drink cans hanging from the bare branches…
The last two cold nights finally shook the trees loose, and the leaves came down…
My 12/01/25 postcard is a flower past its summer bloom, still holding onto threads of…
My 11/30/25 postcard shows a yellow finch balancing on a drying sunflower stalk in a…
