While walking down Smith Ave, I was joined by an unexpected companion—a curious roadrunner who paced right alongside me. It seemed to expect something from me, acting as if it was used to people and possibly even looking for food. My 10-03-24 postcard captures this moment with the bird, which gave me the feeling I wasn’t alone on my walk.
My 01/09/26 postcard is a spent rose, its curls curling inward, its petals folded and…
My 01/08/26 postcard is a small group of pink plastic flamingos standing in a loose…
My 01/07/26 postcard is a spent flower hanging from a curved stem, its petals wrinkled…
My 01/06/26 postcard is a roadrunner standing rigid on the edge of a wall on…
My 01/05/26 postcard is a split seed pod from a red hesperaloe, its thick, textured…
My 01/04/26 postcard is a man kneeling at the edge of Washington Street, carefully tending…
