My 12/01/25 postcard is a flower past its summer bloom, still holding onto threads of purple and gold. The petals hang like old parchment, curling inward as the season pulls it toward its end. Even so, it stands with a quiet kind of pride, a final flare of color before winter takes the stage.

Chuck Arning

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