A flower’s structured beauty often gives way to a wild, disordered charm as it dries up. My 02/05/24 postcard captures such a transformation—a bloom that, in the process of drying, has contorted and shed its petals, presenting a new and unique form of natural artistry. Where there once was order, now there is chaos.
We walked the bike trail near Snow Park, and my 06/03/26 postcard is a bee…
My 06/02/26 postcard features a Leafcutter bee resting on the edge of a sunlit petal,…
My 06/01/26 postcard is a curve-billed thrasher pausing atop a cactus along Ridgecrest, its gaze…
My 05/31/26 postcard features a ripening pomegranate bud hanging half-open in the morning light, its…
My 05/30/26 postcard features two sculpted figures caught mid-dance beneath a shaft of light in…
My 05/29/26 postcard comes from UNM’s Johnson Field, where I watched an adult and a…
