My 12/18/25 postcard comes from Bullhead Park, where a dry leaf hangs improbably in a chain-link fence, caught not by intention but by circumstance. It’s a small, ordinary moment, where wind, gravity, and timing froze it. Nothing dramatic happened here, yet everything necessary did.

Chuck Arning

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