My 12/03/25 postcard is a cluster of empty drink cans hanging from the bare branches of a winter tree near Zuni, each one wired on like an ornament. It feels accidental and intentional at the same time, a tiny gallery of what people leave behind, caught in the limbs of a tree that didn’t ask for any of it.
My 01/15/26 postcard caught a dried, curling leaf and stem holding a translucent seed pod,…
My 01/14/26 postcard features a raven perched on a bare branch against an open sky,…
My 01/13/26 postcard captures a roadrunner standing alert along Southern Avenue, its body angled forward…
My 01/12/26 postcard features a sunflower long past its peak, its yellow petals curling and…
My 01/11/26 postcard comes from a sun sculpture mounted on the side of a home…
My 01/10/26 postcard is a skeleton sitting casually against a low wall in the Old…
