My 07-25-25 postcard features a Western Tiger Swallowtail feeding at a mimosa blossom along Odlum Drive. It moved with a quiet grace, one of only three butterflies we’ve seen all summer. These sightings used to be common, almost expected, but now they feel like small miracles. Each one reminds me of what’s slipping away. The decline in butterflies isn’t just numbers; it’s the fading of everyday magic.
My 07/25/26 postcard features a sunflower Kelly spotted and suggested I photograph. It captures the…
My 07/24/26 postcard features a roadrunner pausing among cholla cactus, sagebrush, and desert grasses along…
My 07/23/26 postcard is a honeybee gathering pollen from the edge of a trumpet plant…
My 07/22/26 postcard features a Black-eyed Susan at the end of its blooming cycle. Its…
My 07/21/26 postcard features an Apache plume catching the afternoon light along Silver Avenue in…
My 07/20/26 postcard features a mature sunflower hanging gracefully over a wall on Claremont Avenue…
