
My little cousin came over for a visit. Here I am, reading her the book I wrote and illustrated: I Like Monkeys. Why does my neck look so fat?

I love that kid!

A sunset.

A moon.

One of my dogs being weird.

And some guy just hanging around at the beach.









Your neck doesn’t look so bad. You should see mine in the reflection when my Tablet’s screen is dark! I tell you, getting old is not for the faint of heart.
Right? I try to remind myself to look up a little when having my picture taken.