As I walked down Tulane Avenue, I was taken aback by seeing a horse grazing in a nearby yard. My thoughts immediately raced as I thought about all the tasks that needed attending. Yet, as I drew closer, I soon realized that it was not a live animal but a metal creation. Chuckles escaped me as I couldn’t help but laugh at my gullibility. I snapped a couple of shots of the horse, and one became my postcard for 02/05/23.
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…
