For the last few years, we have hiked the volcanoes west of the city on Christmas Day. My 12/25/25 postcard is from the top of Vulcan, with the city stretched thin below, and the Sandias holding the horizon. It’s a moment of rest after the climb, but it’s also about the destination, and the act of stopping to take it all in.
My 04/06/26 postcard comes from the landscaping near Trader Joe’s, a bee works its way…
My 04/05/26 postcard is fresh growth pushing out from the top of the cactus, soft…
At the Brent Baca Memorial Disc Golf Course, the land feels stripped down to its…
My 04/03/26 postcard is a handmade cloth figure, sitting with a quiet, thoughtful presence. His…
My 04/02/26 postcard comes from a front yard on California Street, a place I pass…
My 04/01/26 postcard is a small cluster of seed pods hanging from a thin branch,…
