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 10/14/26 postcard is a zinnia growing along Montclaire Drive. Its overlapping petals formed layer…
My 10/13/26 postcard is a sunflower I found growing along Constitution this afternoon. Seen from…
My 10/12/26 postcard features a pollen-dusted bee working its way through the wildflowers in a…
My 10/11/26 postcard is a demanding neighborhood cat that walked directly in front of me,…
My 10/10/26 postcard features a bee I found deep among the purple blossoms of a…
I found this fierce-looking pumpkin in a neighbor’s yard at the end of the block.…
