My 02/01/26 postcard is shards of broken glass embedded in the soil at Albuquerque’s Glass Graveyard, the remains of a former city landfill active from 1920 to 1948. Repeated fires burned away organic waste, leaving behind a dense field of glass fragments, sharp, dulled, and weathered, now exposed at the surface. What was once refuse has become an artifact, a textured record of time and abandonment.
My 06/11/26 postcard features a roadrunner along Inspiration Drive that paused long enough to grant…
Perched above Avenida La Resolana, a white-winged dove began to sing, drawing my attention upward.…
My 06/09/26 postcard features a yellow rosebud my wife found at the Albuquerque Rose Garden,…
My 06/08/26 postcard is a sparrow pausing atop a strand of barbed wire along the…
My 06/07/26 postcard features one of Albuquerque’s most recognizable landmarks. The Pit is where they…
My 06/06/26 postcard is a white-winged dove marching confidently along a wall, each step executed…
