My picture for 7/17 is one of several needles left in the alley behind my office. Every time I see a discarded needle it reminds me of the song “Sam Stone” by John Prine about a drug-addicted veteran with the refrain, “There’s a hole in daddy’s arm, where all the money goes”.
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…
