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.
My wife spotted a ladybug and asked me to take its picture. We gently turned…
My 07/14/26 postcard is the entrance to the Albuquerque Indian Health Center parking lot. It…
While wandering through an antique store, I spotted a carved flying frog hanging from a…
My 07/12/26 postcard features a father and son spending a quiet Sunday morning together at…
With Albuquerque climbing to 100 degrees on a July afternoon, the swimming pool becomes the…
My 07/10/26 postcard is a little alien figure in an antique store on Menaul in…
