Postcards are shared love in a moment from elsewhere uniting souls from afar.
“Todd” originated from Middle English meaning fox, or el zorro in Spanish, inspiring the curious and cunning spirit captured in these notes.
Kenya, February 2019
I unfurled the tent for the first time at a lakeside camp. Colobus in their finest fringed tuxedos croaked and called as they bounded thorny acacia trees en route to their soiree. Stately storks strut in the leaves, our eyes locking for an instant.
Tanzania, January 2019
They bounce between hippie traveler villages and revel in thatch hut hostels and beachfront nightlife of Goa. Flowing elephant print pants flop atop their trademark strapped foam sandals.
Colombia, May 2018
The soles of Don Leo's leather loafers scraped along the sloped gravel road in the Colombian Zona Cafetera every day. There and back. But he only ever faced one direction: up.
Mexico, November 2017
I wonder what the Mexicas would say. When the mystical coded message from Huitzilopotchli aligned as a keystone and their dutiful wandering concluded in faithful triumph of coincidence on a marshy lake equally as lost in the high desert, just beyond the moisture of the tropics, they built their new empire.
