We walked along the Rio Grande this morning; it wasn’t flowing, it was barely holding on. The sight caught me off guard. My postcard subject for 07/17/25 turned up in Old Town, a morning glory still curled shut, its petals wrapped tight like a secret, just waiting for the lack of sun to unfold it again.
My 07/05/26 postcard features a juvenile Black-crowned Night Heron standing motionless on a log at…
My 07/04/26 postcard features a musician performing during the Fourth of July festivities at Santa…
For nearly a century, the corner of Fifth and Central welcomed travelers, regulars, and generations…
While walking through Albuquerque's Nob Hill neighborhood, I found my 07/02/26 postcard in an unusual…
While walking the acequia paths through Albuquerque's North Valley, we came across several small shrines…
My 06/30/26 postcard features a California helianthella opening to the morning light, its bright yellow…
