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.
The view for my 05/22/26 postcard looks west along a bike trail in Albuquerque, where…
I found my 05/21/26 postcard near Altura Park, where I came across an old detour…
My 05/2026 postcard is a butterfly resting on a yellow flower near Alvarado Park, turning…
My 05/19/26 postcard is a small flower that caught my eye; it was growing out…
My 05/18/26 postcard is a fairy scene tucked into a yard along Solano, built against…
My 05/17/26 postcard subject is a man I found sitting behind the wheel at the…
