The subject of my 0/16/25 postcard is frayed at the tips, its petals curling inward, yet it still catches the light. The yellow florets at the center flare like sparks, a quiet fire still burning. There’s something defiant in how it holds on, worn but not done. A reminder that beauty doesn’t need perfection.
My 05/17/26 postcard subject is a man I found sitting behind the wheel at the…
We did some roaming around Corrales and found this hot rod parked at the Fiesta…
My 05/15/26 postcard is a cactus flower growing along the edge of Bullhead Park near…
My 05/14/26 postcard is a dog on Alvarado Drive that would race the length of…
My 05/13/26 postcard features a small Goldfinch I found foraging for seeds among Black-Eyed Susans…
My 05/12/26 postcard is a dandelion seed head found in a yard along Ridgecrest, held…
