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 11/14/25 postcard is a roadrunner perched on a utility box along Marble Avenue, its…
My 11/13/25 postcard features a Red Hesperaloe seed pod, its husk split open like an…
My 11/12/25 postcard is a curve-billed thrasher standing alert on a weather-beaten fence, its amber…
My 11/11/25 postcard features a black bird hunched over a scrap of food on a…
A spent flower head near UNM in its final season is the subject of my…
My 11/09/25 postcard features a purple zinnia, its petals slightly worn at the edges but…
